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B L A Z E ' S
B A D D I E S​

• Octavia
• Father Kane
• Steele

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  • Octavia Okami •
  Commander XII​
  
  
  
  • Race •
  Human
  
  • Appearance •
  Octavia is 5'10", and though you wouldn't know it, she's got long brown hair and grey eyes. You wouldn't know it because Octavia is rarely seen without her helmet, like, anywhere if she can help it. Yep, she's full on like fucking Darth Vader walking around decked out in her armor. Only for very special formal events will Octavia ever choose to be in public without her helmet.
  
  • Age •
  30
  Born June 19th
  
  • Sex •
  Female
  
  • Country of Origin •
  Taros
  
  • Faction •
  Tarosian-Ifrinic Alliance: Octavia is one of the Tarosian Military's 13 Apostles. Her number and codename is XII (12). She's known as the Most Loyal Apostle, it's said there's no order she'll ever refuse, no matter how diabolical or cruel. Octavia diligently leads the offensive forces of the military all over Satrella. Her job is to typically come through with her huge fuckton of soldiers, conquer a place, and then move on and let someone else worry about defending it.
  
  • Personality •
  If her title as The Most Loyal isn't a dead giveaway, Octavia's got your back bro. She takes her knight's oath very seriously. Though she isn't particularly fond of this war, she's fighting it like she's fucking in love with it. Octavia is merciless in combat and will chop down anyone she has too. She cares about her comrades so much it hurts, literally, she'd take a blade for any of her soldiers, but she's so damn swole with her shield she doesn't have to. However, she has no patience for traitors or those that would refuse orders. She can be awfully violent with disobedient soldiers.
  
  Deep down, she has a strong sense of integrity that is being suppressed by her sense of duty. Her life revolves around war, and she can be estranged to matters outside of it. Octavia comes off as reserved and even shy in normal social settings. If the conversation isn't about politics or battle strategies she won't be actively participating much. She'd rather be killing dudes I guess. She's very easy to embarrass, especially in romantic matters. Without her armor, Octavia feels like a turtle without its shell. She hates dressing up for fancy events and avoids them, or tries to find an excuse to show up in her armor.
  
  

  

  • Backstory •
  Octavia's parents were family friends of Emperor Steele's father. They were quite wealthy and lived on their own estate near the capital. One night, their estate was raided by hired thugs and their home was set on fire. Octavia made it out thanks to a few faithful servants. She was only a child at the time. Her parents weren't so lucky, they burned to a crisp.
  
  At the time, Emperor Steele was only 22, and he wasn't yet the Emperor. He was young and nervous, for his father was on his deathbed and would be joining Ord's army of angels any day. The news of the Okami estate burning to the ground roused his father so much, that when Steele found out the child Octavia had survived, he adopted her in honor of her father’s friendship. The former Emperor died mere weeks after, but he died proud of the man his son had become. Then the crown was passed to Steele.
  
  Steele adopted Octavia, and raised her to be a warrior. Since she was old enough to hold one, Steele made sure she had a blade in her hand. Octavia expressed an early interest in swordplay, and took up the blade willingly. Despite basically being Steele's child however, she wasn't treated like one. She had no right to the throne should Steele fall, and she wasn't kept under constant watch as Taran would come to be. No she was treated like an everyday soldier by Steele once she became self sufficient.
  
  However, she worked hard everyday to make not only Steele proud, but to honor the memory of her parents and the previous Emperor. In her teenage years she found herself becoming engulfed in angst and though she had never desired to before, she wanted to meet her parents' killers. The selfish and cruel people who were still out there ruining families. Families that didn't have a connection to the Emperor, whose orphans were left in the wreckage of their broken world. A sense of guilt embedded itself deep inside and she asked Ord every time she prayed to him why she was spared. A massive guilt complex began to develop, and became her driving force to succeed. To prove to Ord, her parents, the late Emperor, and Steele that she was worth being spared.
  
  She joined the military at the age of 20 hoping to bring the thugs that killed her parents to justice, and all men like them. She'd found her purpose, the reason why Ord had spared her life. It was to become an unbreakable and immovable force of justice. Surprisingly, she found them within her first year in the military. At the time she was merely another cog in the machine of the Tarosian army. Though the finding the bandits' base had merely been a scouting job, Octavia came back alone in the night and killed all those motherfuckers on her own. And that was just the beginning.
  
  Within 7 years, she would rise through the ranks of the military thanks to brilliant tactical exploits, extraordinary leadership, her own prowess on the battlefield, and of course, her connection to Steele. She would meet many people along her path, including a young mage named Marysa who is "just a friend." She earned her position as the Commander XII before the deadly march on Imperos that threw Satrella into war. She was at the forefront of the invasion. Currently, she fights in the hot zone of Wynda, rooting out rebels in Shila, Tonrari, and Desna.​
  
  
  

  Class

  
  
  

  • Hero •
  Sword: A Axe: B
  Quite frankly, Octavia is not to be fucked with at this stage in the game, so the best way to beat her will be to avoid her entirely. But for when the time comes... she's covered pretty much on all points defensively, she's got some real god damn good defense and some real god damn good resistance. Forget about bombs because she has a Face Mask to prevent any significant status effects. Forget about critical hits because she's got an Iron Rune. Not to mention, she will usually be found in a posse and is extremely helpful to her allies with a sweet ASS bonus and a sick BLOK bonus as well. And herein lies her weakness. Octavia works best with a team. Take advantage of her when she's isolated and surround her with your most defensive units, and you might stand a chance. ​

  
  

  Stats

  
  
  Health: 85/85
  ACC(^): 125 CRIT: 10 EVA: 50 LUCK: 20 ASS(^): 10 BLOK: 25
  Att: 4 Def(^): 5 Mag: 2 Res(^): 4 Mov: 6
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  
  

  • The Emperor's Shield*: A passive skill that grants Octavia a natural 25% BLOK boost when fighting alongside her allies.
  • Bash: An offensive Die Skill with a 40% chance to land a powerful attack to the head of an opponent with the hilt of a blade, stunning them and preventing them from counter attacking on their next turn. Mounted units will become Dismounted if activated. Ineffective against ARMOR units.
  • Shield Throw: An active skill where you Captain America someone's bitch ass with a shield throw, which has a range of one cell. Roll like regular to determine if the hit landed and how much damage you can do like regular. Critical hits can land but this attack is non-lethal. When used, the Shield Throw skill can only land once.

  
  

  Inventory

  
  
  1. Runesword - A (Sap)
  2. Volant Axe - C (Air)
  3. Elixer(3)
  4. Face Mask
  5. Iron Rune
  
  

  Relationships

  
  
  Marysa: C
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  
  

  • Second Chance: Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  • Capture: Basic Skill. Allows the unit to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.

  
  

  
  
  
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  ✞ Father Philippe Kane Jr. ✞
  Commander I
  
  

  

  
  ✞ Race ✞
  Human
  
  ✞ Appearance ✞
  All things considered Father Kane has aged quite well over the years. He stands at 6'0" and remains quite spry for a guy his age. His face didn't wrinkle to the point that he looks like a raisin, and his grayed hair gives him an air of wisdom. He's got a fluffy grandpa moustache and overall looks like the kind of guy you can trust. Father Kane is well dressed like a fancy motherfucker. If he isn't in an expensive suit, then you'll find him in glorious priestly robes.
  
  ✞ Age ✞
  72
  Born July 31st
  
  ✞ Sex ✞
  Male
  
  ✞ Country of Origin ✞
  Taros
  
  ✞ Faction ✞
  Tarosian Military: Father Kane usually isn't the type of Commander you'll find out in the battlefield. He's more of a public relations and diplomacy type of guy. You'll see him cutting deals at tables and negotiating the terms of surrenders for the Tarosian military, or making sure their allies are happy. That isn't to say that he can't fight or that he doesn't have powerful troops at his disposal should they become necessary. Having watched the Emperor grow from a boy to a man, he also serves as one of Steele's most trusted advisers and confidants.
  
  ✞ Personality ✞
  Father Kane is the type of guy that you could listen to for ages. He is an extremely compelling speaker, both when giving empowering speeches, and when simply meeting others at their level in conversation. The Father is a well traveled man and quite the humanitarian. Father Kane is an Ordinist through and through. He's traveled all over Satrella and met with Ordinists from each of its four nations, thus gaining the respect many have for him today. Father Kane embraces BOTH sides of Ordinism in an interesting way. It is the duty of the strong to look out for the weak, and so the wealthy Father Kane shares his wealth to fund schools all over Satrella and improve living conditions for the poor. This is the side of him that most people are aware of, but it isn't the aspect of ordinism Father Kane identifies with the most.
  
  Father Kane believes Ord's will for the strong to rule over the weak. And so he does. The Father dominates subtly and from the shadows. This is made especially apparent in his malicious and cutthroat business tactics. There isn't anything Father Kane won't do to get ahead of the competition. If there's a string he can pull, he will pull it like it's nothing. And the strings he pulls most often are heart strings. Emotion is one of Father Kane's greatest weapons against mankind. He will use it ruthlessly to get what he wants when he wants.
  
  The truth is out there, but they're dismissed as awful rumors spread by hateful people. His cutthroat actions against his economic competitors in Taros and a disturbing attraction he may or may not have toward people MUCH younger than himself are among these slanderous rumors. It's hard to convince the masses that a guy who has fed entire villages, brought peace between warring Ifrinic tribes, and stands for Ord above all other things would have anything other than the world's best interest at heart, and this is especially true in Taros.
  
  

  

  ✞ Backstory ✞
  Father Kane is one of the most successful men in Taros. He was born into old money and he spent his childhood watching that money grow. The Kane family earned its money by diversifying their assets and dipping their hands into just about anything they could with loans and investments. This family tradition continued for nearly two centuries, and a young Philippe was expected to follow in the footsteps of his father. However, when he was a boy Philippe was interested in more than money. He was interested in power, but not the power of warlords, dukes, or emperors. Philippe's interest was instead in the power of Ord.
  
  Over the years up into his late teens, Philippe any time Philippe spent away from his studies was spent at the church. There he grew to be quite the popular figure, and secretly trained under his pastor to become a priest. When this came to light, Philippe and his father had a falling out. It was then that Philippe decided to leave home and to go on a spiritual pilgrimage with his pastor. Philippe spent five years away from home, seeing all that there was to see in Satrella outside of the safe neutered mansion he'd been raised in. Ironically, it was while he did his humanitarian work that Philippe discovered the meaning of the world Ord had created.
  
  He studied the art of healing alongside his pastor, for as they traveled they healed the sick and the injured. It was Philippe's first exposure to poverty, violence, and in the case of Ifrin and sometimes Aquano, tribal warfare. At first, he pitied these people, and knew he was doing his part as an Ordinist by lifting them up with the healing arts. But then, he began to notice a pattern of neediness, weakness, laziness, irresponsibility, and ignorance in many of the people he helped. And slowly but surely, he stopped caring and instead went along with the motions.
  
  Philippe returned home five years later, upon receiving word that his father had grown deathly ill. When he returned home, he discovered his father had become needy and weak as well, relying on the maids to take him to the bathroom and to sit him up. It was disgusting. But Philippe stayed in the presence of his father for his last few weeks on Earth. When he passed, Philippe inherited all of his father's assets. With all of that money under his control, Philippe finally felt powerful. But not as powerful as he could be.
  
  He decided to stay in Taros and to build his reputation. As a holy man, he visited churches all over the nation and spoke with the Archbishops of the Holy Church of Ord wherever and whenever he could. The Archbishops were pretty much second only to the Emperor himself in terms of religious leadership. Philippe wanted to become one, but it was the one thing he found that he couldn't buy. Instead, he'd have to wait for one of the Archbishops to die off. Mysteriously, the oldest among them passed of "old age", and when Philippe wasn't appointed to the empty position, the second found himself to be the victim of a brutal assassination a year later. Finally Philippe, who had built up his reputation since then as a charitable humanitarian became an Archbishop. He became Father Kane.
  
  Father Kane would later become the richest Archbishop in the history of Taros. A number of stellar investments lead his already fat sum of cash to grow to obscene levels. Philippe's cousin, the heir of his uncle's fortune went missing for years, and when his uncle died all assets were given over to Father Kane, making him the owner of all Kane assets. Instead of hoarding his wealth, he shared it. He donated to churches and academies and orphanages all over Taros.
  
  In his 30's, Father Kane became quite chummy with the former Emperor. The two were often seen together, and the Emperor eventually asked Father Kane to tutor a young Emperor Steele in finances and Ordinism. Father Kane gladly accepted, because if there's one thing Father Kane loves, it's children. He tutored young Steele during the year and spent the summers travelling all over Satrella, winning over the hearts of Ordinists everywhere. Father Kane became so beloved for his charitable acts all over Satrella, he became affectionately known by the public as Papa Kane. Is the matron of your orphanage abusive? Write a letter to Papa Kane, he'll fix it.
  
  Simultaneously he remained active in the church, and trained many young boys and girls to become priests and priestesses. It seemed there was nothing Father Kane couldn't do. Time passed, and he watched Steele grow into a man. Just when he hit 50, the previous Emperor of Taros died. Not only did Steele become the official Dictator Emperor of Taros, but he also became a father to an orphaned girl by the name of Octavia Okami. Father Kane had a huge hand in relieving Steele of much of the pressure that came along with inheriting crown, and over the years Steele began to look to Father Kane as a sort of surrogate father, making him a sort of surrogate grandfather to Octavia and later Taran after the death of Prince Cedric.
  
  That brings us up to near present day. When Steele declared war on all of Satrella, he and Father Kane had a very deep talk about it. Father Kane didn't try to talk him out of it, rather, they discussed matters of diplomacy and the role Father Kane would play in the war. He even helped Steele pick out the other 12 Apostles. Father Kane was the first Apostle named by Steele when he arranged his holy army, and has dutifully served him since. Father Kane's efforts in the war have been invaluable. After the initial attack on Wynda, he negotiated with many of the Dukes and Duchesses and managed to compel them to surrender. Whenever their Ifrinic Warlord allies squabble among each other he's arrives to put them at peace. It's hard work, especially for a man his age, but Father Kane doesn't let the strain get to him at all. In fact, he seems healthier and happier than ever!​
  
  
  

  Class

  
  
  

  ✞ Bishop ✞
  Staves: A Light: B
  Awwwww damn man, Father Kane is one slick old bastard. The guy absolutely refuses to meet the enemy head on when he's in combat. Instead, he uses his Berserk staff to turn his enemies against each other, a Fortify staff to heal all the allies in his vicinity, and a Purge tome to destroy his enemies from afar. It's a bad day if he ever has to move from where he stands in a fight. But just in case he does, he has a Pegasus Spirit scroll so he can get where he's going fast. In other words, getting to Father Kane won't be easy, especially with his high accuracy rating and the accuracy charm he carries on his person. Your best bet is to plow through with a physical attacker and a sturdy healer on duty to cure anyone he hits with Berserk.​

  
  

  Stats

  
  
  Health(^): 75/75
  ACC(^^): 120 CRIT: 10 EVA: 40 LUCK: 35 ASS: 20 BLOK: 0
  Att: 1 Def(^): 3 Mag: 5 Res: 4 Mov: 6
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  
  

  • False Idols*: Father Kane is immune to the effects of idols and can break them immediately when he steps into their range of influences.
  • Vigilance: When their partner performs an attack with the Bishop as their partner, Bishops will heal them no matter what their health is at, so long as they are injured and the Bishop is equipped with a healing staff.
  • Smite: A passive skill that grants +20% CRIT when fighting members of the Monster Branch.

  
  

  Inventory

  
  
  1. Berserk - B (Super Long Range)
  

  Invokes the Berserk effect on an enemy​

  2. Fortify - A
  

  Heals all allies within an 10 cell radius for 40 Health (+Magic times 10)​

  3. Pegasus Spirit Scroll - B (Holy)
  

  Increases Movement by 2 cells when equipped​

  4. Purge - B (Super Long Range, Holy)
  5. Precision Charm
  

  Raises ACC by 20%​

  
  

  Relationships

  
  
  Name: Rank
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  
  

  • Second Chance: Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  • Capture: Basic Skill. Allows the unit to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.

  
  

  
  
  
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  ✧ Caesar Hikaru Voldemars ✧
  Emperor Steele
  
  

  

  
  ✧ Race ✧
  Human
  
  ✧ Appearance ✧
  Steele stands at 6'1" but it doesn't matter how tall you are, he looks down at everyone from the highest throne in Satrella. His eyes and hair are a warm ginger common among the royal bloodline. The Emperor's hair is kept long and neatly parted as a symbol of power and his position as a wise leader, much like the mane of the leader of a pride. The Emperor has excellent posture and often wears a fixed, stern expression. Though he doesn't speak often, when he does speak his language is precise and his voice is heard by all. One will most often see him around the royal palace wearing white, especially long white capes that trail behind him. Unlike many of the Emperors before him, the weight of the job has strangely not worn on his appearance too heavily. Not a single grey hair can be seen on his head, nor a single wrinkle on his features.
  
  ✧ Age ✧
  50
  Born December 20th
  
  ✧ Sex ✧
  Male
  
  ✧ Country of Origin ✧
  Taros
  
  ✧ Faction ✧
  Tarosian-Ifrinic Alliance: Emperor Steele is the fucking leader of the Tarosian-Ifrinic Alliance. Before the war, Steele's duties as Emperor of the most powerful country in the known world were quite heavy. Now they're back breaking. All the major moves the gigantic military makes are approved by or directly decided by the Emperor. If the Alliance wins the war on Satrella and the war with Neth, then Steele will become leader of the known world.
  
  ✧ Personality ✧
  Emperor Steele is the most famous man in Satrella, yet few know the man well. Even before the war, the Emperor was known to be quite aloof. He is often locked in his quarters when he isn't meeting with his generals or diplomats. His introversion has been present all his life. In fact, he favored solitude so much that he never married or had children of his own despite having countless noble women "subtly" shoved in his face from the time he was a teenager. If you were to ask him what he's doing in his quarters all day, he would tell you that he's reading. Apparently he loves to read, because he has books brought to him not only from the expansive palace library, but titles from all over Satrella are requested by the Emperor.
  
  In the public eye he is known for being unyielding. Prior to the war he wasn't exactly best buddies with many of the officials that answered to him directly, let alone the other rulers of Satrella. Outside of his "family" Spades seems to be the only one who can get the guy to laugh and smile, and even then you'll never hear a guffaw or cackle from the Emperor, you'll only ever hear a sensible chuckle at most. He is also known for his pride and love of country. Many Tarosians look to the Emperor as a hero and a protector. Prior to the war, he had no problem with assigning troops to guard trade caravans from bandits, exterminate pesky centaur tribes, to rebuild damaged towns and cities of Taros, and to rejuvenate and rennovate older structures.
  
  Steele's emotions are a mystery to most. He doesn't say a word without thinking it over countless times, leading to many awkward silences when speaking with him both formally and informally. During this time he'll make extended eye contact with those he's speaking to. It can be unnerving to say the least. When he does speak he doesn't speak over others, he instead waits for them to finish their thought and then shut the fuck up. No one's seen him yell or shout for at least a decade now. Steele seems so in control of his emotions that it often seems inhuman.
  
  However, Steele is quite human and has people in his life he cares about. Steele never had a family of his own. He considers Father Kane to be a sort of surrogate father figure, and values his guidance greatly. Steele is proud of Ivan and Octavia, but he rarely ever demonstrates his love for the two. This is especially true for Octavia, who he never seems satisfied with and barely gives her the time of day, despite being his government bound daughter. Taran is very special to the Emperor, and the only one of the three that he spent extended time with when he was young. However, Steele's love for Taran eventually lead to him sheltering the boy. As Taran grew older and began to crave independence, a wedge grew between the two. They're now more distant than ever. Literally.
  
  ✧ Backstory ✧
  As the firstborn of the Voldemars family, Caesar was destined to inherit the title of his father and the great leaders before him: Steele. It is a tradition of the Voldemars family to take the name of the founder of the Tarosian Empire, Steele, for it is his blood that flows through all that have come after and they uphold his legacy. It is the duty of each firstborn Voldemars to become both the everlasting unbreakable fist and the gracious palm of Ord. As Ord's very Hand a Steele does all that they do in the name of Empire, and to ensure that all that the Empire does is in the name of Ord.
  
  The weight of the world was placed on an infant Caesar's shoulders at birth. So too was the unspoken expectation to expand the Empire's power. Taros is a country forged by war. Each Emperor after the first conquered lands that would take their name. And when they passed, they would be buried in one of these lands in what is called a Tomb of Steele. Tombs of Steele are national landmarks dotting the large nation. Many are so ornate and extravagant they are mistaken for palaces. The tombs are heavily guarded, as they are filled with artifacts including the very weapons wielded by each Emperor. In the history of Taros, only one Tomb of Steele has ever been successfully robbed: Steele XIII's Tomb. However, the thieves were caught and publicly crucified for desecrating the tomb.
  
  This tradition carried on up until the last handful of generations, when Satrella eventually achieved peace between its four nations. The Emperors who did not conquer were instead buried with Steele I in closed off holy shrines beneath the imperial palace. Steele I is buried in what is now called the Hall of Steele because the land he took was the Empire itself. At the time, it was a controversial decision for the most recent Emperors to be buried with him, for they were thought to have never truly had their leadership tested due to ruling Taros during far less trying times. The most recent Steele to not be buried in the Hall was Caesar's grandmother, Steele XXV. Unlike her predecessor and the one before him, Steele XXV did conquer a portion of the archipelago between Wynda and Taros after a small rebellious attempt to secede from both nations.
  
  Caesar's father Lux was raised in the shadow of his mother and the honor she brought to the title of Steele as the first to break the chain of not conquering a land for a few generations. However, he would not reach the heights of his mother, or even come close to being as beloved by the people. It became Lux's wish to ensure that as Steele XXVII, Caesar would be far greater than him. There are several qualities an Emperor of Taros must have, and these qualities are to be nurtured from a young age. Knowledge of combat, history, warfare, and economics among other areas are cultivated in each Emperor from birth. The training is intense, with each Steele being required to serve in the Tarosian military starting at 16 to prove their strength as a soldier and their ability to lead, just as Steele I did for Tarana before its unification with Osha.
  
  For Caesar, his father's training regimen was especially brutal. The majority of his childhood was spent in books, the majority of his young adult life was spent as a soldier fighting off bandits, centaurs, pirates, and everything in between. What few moments he had to himself, Caesar spent with his younger siblings whenever possible. Despite his father's harsh upbringing, Caesar loved his family dearly, and would opt to spend time playing with his siblings rather than in the company of the many beautiful women that paraded the palace from the moment he became a teenager.
  
  Eventually, Caesar's life as Caesar would come to an end, and he was to begin anew as Steele. It was an especially trying time for him, for his fathers' friends, the Okami family were slain in the night. Their estate was burned to the ground, and Caesar, wishing to do right by his father, adopted the young two year old Octavia Okami. Not only was the throne closer than it had ever been before, but Caesar had become the father of a little girl as well. Caesar raised her the only way he know how: the way he had been raised. Octavia was to be a leader, and a warrior. Caesar knew that Octavia didn't have the blood of Steele, so she could never be Empress. But as his daughter, Steele wanted her to be capable of reaching as high into the royal family as she could, and the best way to do that was through the military.
  
  After his father's burial, the world needed Steele once more. And so Caesar was ordained as Steele XXVII at 22. It was Caesar's goal to reinvent the way people think about the Tarosian Empire. He inherited his title at a time when Taros had become more powerful than it had ever been in history. It had the largest military in Satrella, it was wealthier than ever before with a booming economy, and a majority of the population was educated. In the new Steele's mind, there was no better time to change the Empire, as it was on the best footing possible for a renaissance. He wanted to lead Satrella in technological advancement. Arcane technology was becoming more advanced by the year, so Steele wanted Taros to lead the continent in its advancements. He funded several academies and completely funded research and development into what he called the future of travel, trade, and warfare: the airship.
  
  For a while, Steele's reign was as smooth as could possibly be. The young Emperor wasn't intimidated by the other leaders of Satrella, and he grew into his role quite nicely. His ability to lead as the Hand of Ord was truly tested with the death of his younger brother Cedric. The news hit Steele so hard, the Emperor crumbled before his subjects to his knees. It was the last huge emotional outburst anyone had seen from the man since. He immediately adopted his young nephew Taran and vowed to raise him as his son.
  
  This is when Steele really started breaking all the rules. A large portion of the Tarosian military became dedicated to the search for Lady Turindot and the complete extermination of centaurs. Though he ultimately failed in both endeavors, the number of centaur attacks and raids on Tarosian farms, villages, and towns was brought to an all time low. With his eyes opened to the harsh reality of living among these monsters, centaurs became public enemy number one of Taros, so much so that it is a crime to not report centaur activity in Taros to this day.
  
  Then there was Steele's controversial decision to raise Taran as his own. Not as an adoptive child like Octavia, but as if he were his own literal firstborn son. This meant that Taran would inherit the crown. This ended up driving a wedge between him and his younger sister as well, for if any of Steele's nephews deserved the crown it was the much older and promising Ivan. But Steele refused to name Ivan the heir to the title of Steele, for reasons unknown to his sister, Ivan, and Taran as well.
  
  He received a ton of push back from his court of officials and counselors for betraying tradition and refusing to have his own child, but the funny thing about being Dictator Emperor is what you say goes. In an infamous moment with the court, Steele has been famously quoted as stating, "If I should step into a garden grown on Tarosian soil to harvest a carrot, it is at my full discretion to then name said carrot the sole inheritor of my title and the Empire. And it will remain your duty to treat my heir as the Hand of Ord, as it has been before the carrot and as it shall be after the carrot." #Carrotgate became one of the most memorable moments of his reign, for it exemplified what the people would come to love Steele for the most. His flexibility.
  
  In the face of foreign parties, of course Steele is as unyielding as a fist of Ord should be. But when it comes to Taros, Steele demonstrated that as the palm of Ord he is willing to make changes, and that he wouldn't let tradition stand in the way of the nation's advancement. The controversy died down only to rise within the palace again when Steele was then questioned on his manner of raising the young Taranis. One would think that with the Emperor's own intense upbringing he would up the ante for Taran, who was already viewed skeptically by the imperial court.
  
  Instead, he did the exact opposite. Sure, Steele made Taran study, but he gave him ample time to be a child and to have a childhood. Sure, he let Taran engage in combat training, so long as he was flying on a bird that could resurrect him if he fucked up and fell from the sky or some shit. In Taran's childhood, Steele's relationship with his son couldn't have been better. The mere appearance of the boy would bring a smile to the Emperor's face, and he would withdraw from his quarters to walk the boy through the courtyard of the palace, regaling the young Taranis with tales of previous Emperors.
  
  Of course, these golden days weren't meant to last. As Taran grew older and became infatuated by the world outside of the safe palace walls, the world began to change. The explorers from Neth landed and turned Satrella upside down. Steele's orders were absolute, and the sight of unknown flags lead to the decimation and capture of Neth's explorers. This was right around the time when Taran was only a few short years from having to enlist in the Tarosian military as a squire, to then later work his way up the ranks to prove his strength as all other Emperors had.
  
  Steele declared war on the rest of Satrella and vowed as the Hand of Ord to conquer the entirety of the continent, to then conquer Neth under one banner of the Empire, and to bring order to the world. He declared thirteen holy Apostles to assist him in this endeavor. And so began the first large scale war Satrella had seen in centuries. It was a perfect time to be an Emperor and an even better time to be the heir to the title of Steele. To fight in an actual war against foreign parties would be to relive the days of old when Taros was formed by blood and steel. To engage in what has been dubbed by the Tarosian public as the holy war of the ages as a young heir would have been a defining moment in the history of Taranis, who would become Steele XXVIII.
  
  This moment was denied by Steele. He forbade Taran from joining the military as all other Emperors before him did. Did he have something much more grand in mind for the young man? As the war began to rage in Satrella, Steele continued to raise Taran as he had before. However, after refusing to allow the boy to enlist their relationship became strained. And as the war continued, Steele became absent in a young teen Taran's life. No more talks in the courtyard. No more tales of the great Emperors before them. It seemed every time they spoke to each other after Steele declared war would result in an argument.
  
  Rumors began to float around about Taran's sexuality as he grew older. Steele, having never married or shown even a modicum of romantic interest in any woman once had the same accusations thrown his way. With their relationship being the way it was and with the war taking up much of Steele's time and mind, he dealt with the issue by simply giving Taran a female slave. The mandated enslavement of Laguz and Branded had already been in place for a few years, and Steele had Father Kane lead the other officials and counselors of the imperial court to believe that Taran himself had wanted the slave.
  
  The war brought with it test subjects in the form of prisoners of war for Steele's top secret magical research. This in turn lead to "exciting" new developments in magical technology, however, they were to be kept secret until Steele was ready to unveil them. They were kept from Taran as well, as it had become standard to inform Taran about the war as little as possible, with many soldiers being punished for having loose lips around him. When the Assembly of Neth arrived and somehow slipped out of the Alliance's grasp, Taran slipped away from the Hand of Ord shortly afterward. Steele gave the order to find him immediately. The order was delegated to Ivan by Father Kane, who believed the older prince had grown accustomed to his liberal lifestyle and therefore had the most to lose if something were to happen to Taran and he had to take his place as Emperor.​
  
  
  

  Class

  
  
  

  ✧ Emperor ✧
  Swords: A Light: A Staves: A
  Oh boy here we go. Your boy Steele isn't fucking around. Homie's built like a got damn THIRD class with just a little bit of extra steez. Look up there, the boi has triple A insurance yo. Look at those stats, what do you see. I see super high ratings and high ratings everywhere with some respectable evasion and luck. But ya boi Steele's all about that ACC son. His lowest stat is movement, but he's got some crazy fucking skills to compensate for that. One of which makes him bullshit proof. He'll take Rose's Love staff and shove it up her ass. Cal'vina's bombs? Also up the ass! Everyone getting sodomized! He's the final boss, so this kinda shit is to be expected. So what's the play? What's Steele's greatest weakness? What can possibly be exploited to achieve victory against the 27th Hand of Ord? As far as we currently know, jack fucking shit.​

  
  

  Stats

  
  
  Health: 120/120
  ACC: 140 CRIT: 40 EVA: 50 LUCK: 25 ASS: 0 BLOK: 0
  Att: 6 Def: 5 Mag: 6 Res: 5 Mov: 4
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  
  

  • Hand of Ord*: Steele's presence on the field grants all of his allies with an A rank relationship with each other.
  • Angelic Light: Steele's first class default skill. It's a passive ability that makes it so unlike most enemies, Steele takes half damage from incoming attacks.
  • Gracious Palm: Steele's player created custom skill. A passive skill. Steele heals all allies within a three cell radius at the beginning of his turn by his Magic * 5.
  • Unbreakable Fist: Steele's second class default skill. A passive skill. Steele only ever takes double damage from a critical attack, even if he's attacked with a Bow, Hidden Weapon, or Gauntlet. This skill also keeps him from being affected by Status Effects.
  • Judgement: Steele's Class Glossary skill, a modified version of the Spirit Rider ability Thunder Call. An active skill. When equipped with a Staff, Steele can call forth a punishing ray of light that cannot miss its target. Damage is nonlethal and this skill must cool down for one turn after being used. (Simply use the number Cruncher as if he's wielding an A rank version of the light tome Purge)

  
  

  Inventory

  
  
  1. Iustitia - A (Holy, Superior)
  

  The holy Sword of the Emperor does +20 nonlethal damage.​

  2. Iudex - A (Holy, Superior)
  

  The holy Light tome of the Emperor does +20 nonlethal damage.​

  3. Pura - A (Super Long Range)
  

  The holy Staff of the Emperor raises all of an ally's non-rolling stats by one level, and all rolling stats by 10% for the remainder of the battle.​

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  Relationships

  
  
  Name: Rank
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  
  

  • Capture: Basic Skill. Allows the unit to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.

  
  

  
  
  

 

[theplasticdemon]

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• Ivan
• Marysa
• Araceli
• Rhaella
• Aemut (WIP)
• Eros (WIP)
• Elric (WIP)

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  Prince Ivan Lucian Aldaini
  Commander III
  

  

  Race
  Human
  
  Appearance
  Ivan is a handsome guy, what can I say? His blonde hair falls at just the right place and kind blue eyes are always willing to kill charm you. He's about 6'0 tall and for some odd reason loves to wear his best suit to battle literally every single day. In his pockets are roses that are ready to be given away for a random pretty Tarosian damsel. With his tailored white ballroom suit, he wears white gloves as well as a white cape. Like his comrades, he wears a mask, though the only difference is that his is made of silk and embroidered with ornate details from black lace. Hell, it doesn't even cover his whole face, leaving Ivan's right eye completely exposed. The belt and his sheath are also in a white gold. Clearly, you see a colour scheme going on.
  
  Age
  27
  Born November 2
  
  Sex
  Male
  
  Country of Origin
  Taros
  
  Role/Faction
  Tarosian-Ifrinic Alliance: Prince Ivan is Commander III, otherwise known as the Flirtiest Apostle. Seriously, I'm not even kidding, this man will flirt with anything that breathes. He's also known to hang the formerly pristine suits that have been bloodied in his personal chambers somewhere deep in his beautiful walk-in closet. The type of person you'd want to call on if you would like someone that's literally the hot male equivalent of Medusa, able to petrify as well as well as deal some critical hits. Also, if you need to smite some monsters or other cretins.
  
  Personality
  Prince Ivan is truly something else. On the outside, he's cool, regal and composed to foreign noblemen. He has his table manners, knows when to bite his tongue and knows when to smile and nod. It almost seems like Ivan doesn't really seem to care about anything at all. Truthfully, he's just bored of just about anything, as most spoiled rich kids are. The prince loves to use his status and wealth to charm women and spout sweet nothings in their ear, to the point where he's become devilishly good at it. There's a good reason, too, he has quite a passion for theatre and loves to act and pretend his life is some sort of play. Charismatic, he can make it seem like he really cares when he doesn't. Ivan can feign sincerity if it gets him what he wants. The truth is, Ivan doesn't really give a single flying fuck about the war between Taros and the other countries in Satrella. He's like the guy that's just laying back and enjoying the fight like it's a game. As long as it benefits him, he doesn't say too much about it.
  
  The Prince has always been interested in business. Knowing what people want and how they act is what makes him so popular. However, he can be entertaining when he wants to be. With his fellow apostles, he's rather reserved and nonchalant around people that he doesn't care about impressing. Ivan knows the importance of never letting your feelings get to you and has sacrificed many a relationship because of this. The Prince has a certain contempt for monsters, delighting in the killing of them. Specifically in public. He's known for collecting many on hunting trips to publicly kill necromancers.
  
  Ivan loves to passionately tango and do just about anything romantic you could think of. He's also seems a bit arrogant, though not without reason. He tends to carry gems with him normally knowing that his opponents would never steal them away from him. Ivan is smart and sharp-tongued, not one to stutter or be afraid of a witty comeback. Whenever he wants something, expect him to get it, or kill to get it. There is a dark side to him, however. Ivan is a bit sociopathic. He's not arrogant because that's who he is, he's arrogant because there's always something he knows that you don't, or just to fuck with people. Ivan isn't afraid to bend the rules just a little bit, and is a bit delusional and corrupt when it comes to morals. Oh, and, he likes to humiliate the hell out of the Duke of Imperos.
  
  History
  Prince Ivan Lucian is a spoiled ass Tarosian noble. Ivan's mother was directly related to the Emperor (being Steele's lil sis) and the boy ended up being raised with only the richest of nobles. As a child, Ivan was well educated and was trained to be a fierce fighter. He grew up with stories of mighty soldiers and prosperous kings. Let's just say that as a kid, he loved to relish in subtly insulting the servants or flustering other young noblewomen. Ivan also loved reading books and basically being a bored little shit, but if there was one thing he loved, it was a flair for style and expensive items. He attended battles and training sessions frequently to see what sort of thing he would be into. Due to his apparent talent in swordsmanship, he ended up recruiting and becoming a flier. Some say that Ivan "charmed" his gryphon into obeying his command.
  
  There was an increasing pressure for the man to get married as Prince Ivan grew older. As much as he enjoyed flirting and impressing people, the prince knew that a life of marriage just wasn't for him. Eventually, he learned to manipulate people, which would prove to be beneficial in the battlefield. Ivan relished in the thrill of the victory and so did his family. When the pressure to promote came to him, he fell in love with the idea of doing and smiting more damage to people that weren't like him... people much darker, people like monsters and delinquents. With his dance-like style of sword-fighting and light magic? Sign me up! Besides, killing those types of people always made his image better, right? Almost immediately after he got promoted, he was a part of the Apostles as the third commander.
  
  One thing about this particular Commander is that a group of female rebels had tried to charm him one day and either assassinate Ivan or just straight up take that gem he was known for carrying during battles worth 10,000 gold. In a full blown white suit, the Prince took out the sword from his golden sheath and started slicing 'em up with his fellow gryphon friend supporting him. To one particular lady that Ivan was rather fond of, he had tied the large gem onto a string and strung it around her neck.... before stabbing her and hiding the gem away in his estate and getting a new gem. This apparently led the prince to becoming much more ruthless as a commander as well as turning him into the sociopath that he is today.
  
  Nowadays, because he is not the crown prince, Ivan lives his life more liberally. He drinks with the other knights, and his batch of troops are dangerously loyal to his every move. Fearsome gryphon warriors and a sociopathic prince to lead them? That's a recipe for chaos, and not for his troops. Ivan is tasked with finding his cousin Taran and bringing him back. While he doesn't agree with what Taran is doing, he does relate to some extent of being tied to obligations. They were once close, but soon became distant because of Ivan's lifestyle of being a commander and Taran, being Taran.​
  
  
  
  devilish​
  
  

  Class

  
  
  Gryphon Accuser
  Swords: A Light: B
  AIR, BEAST
  
  Ivan is dangerous. He can wield light as well as he can wield a sword. He's pretty well rounded, and has no inherent weaknesses. His true danger comes from the judgement skill. Can fight either alone or alongside someone. His health is also high, making him hard to take down. His delphi shield also blocks off arrows. The only way is to gang up on him, and dismount/set his gryphon on fire. Or use anima. Or a lance. The weapon triangle is quite useful. Be careful if you're equipped with dark magic, a criminal, or a monster. Well rounded, arrogant, and carries a buttload of cash on him. It's very rare that he misses, due to his high accuracy.
  

  Stats

  
  
  Health: 70/70
  ACC(^): 130 | CRIT(^): 20| EVA: 45 | LUCK: 5
  ASS: 15 BLOK: 0
  Att(^): 5 Def(^): 4 Mag: 4 Res: 4 Mov: 9 cells
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  Princely Charm* - A 15% chance of dealing a love status effect to anyone within two cells from him. Doesn't effect multiple people at once.
  
  Screech: An active skill that lowers the Defense of a foe by one level and raises the Attack of all allies within a range of two cells. Any unit riding a gryphon as well will receive +1 movement, friend or foe. Not stackable, but the effects last for the remainder of the battle.
  
  Judgment: A passive skill that grants +25% CRIT when facing a monster, a Delinquent Branch class, or a Dark magic wielder. Note that Dark Magic must be equipped, it cannot simply be in the inventory.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  
  1. Gram - A rank, Holy, Dragon
  2. Purge- Super long range, Holy
  3. Delphi Shield - A special item that protects Fliers from arrows when in their inventory
  4. White gem - Worth 10,000 when sold
  5. Resolve Charm - Raises Resistance by one level
  
  

  Relationships

  
  
  Name: Rank
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  
  Second Chance: Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  
  Rescue: A Basic Skill that allows the unit to carry an infantry unit on their mount and protect them from further harm.
  
  

  
  
  
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  Marysa LeFebvre
  Commander V
  ​
  
  Race
  Human
  
  Appearance
  Marysa (pronounced Ma-rEEsa) is a petite young lady, standing at 5'3. Her skin is rather fair with emerald green eyes and a uniquely maroon hair colour with some darker burgundy roots. Her minuscule button nose and strong cupid's bow make her look innocent, though most people would be quite fooled. Her apparel is lavender of all shades and a cute dress on top. Her boots and thigh highs finish her look as they all seem to match the marking on her forehead. No, it isn't a branding, but it's made from tribal paint. Her tome(s) have been merged to form a large staff-like weapon that she calls her pride and joy. Her voice is also rather high and melodic, some people say that she has a good singing voice. The poor fellows....
  
  Age
  25
  Born April 12
  
  Sex
  Female
  
  Country of Origin
  Ifrin
  
  Role/Faction
  Tarosian-Ifrinic Alliance - Commander V absolutely despises anyone in the Magic branch. Marysa believes that anyone that even bothers with magic as their main is just worthless. I mean, what's the point of trying magic when the master's already here in your eyes? She's the type of girl you'd want to call for if you need to kill some magic users or just deal some critical hits. That, or if you need someone with no chill.
  
  Personality
  Marysa's main trait is her arrogance. But like every other sentient being, she has good and bad sides. Since she's a villain, how about we start at her positive traits? Marysa is intelligent, she loves books and magic just as much as she loves combat. Whenever the girl isn't fighting, Mary's always seen with a nose in a book or training both of her hands with a thunder sword. Yup, even if she isn't using her staff, it's a magic sword (not as cool as fier swood though). She isn't your typical child prodigy, she doesn't like to reveal her secrets nor does she like to showcase them in the healthiest fashion.
  
  Marysa is someone that most people underestimate when they really shouldn't due to her playful and outgoing attitude. She tends to think like a sniper rifle in a FPS game, her eyes quickly scope around to find a target or two and locates their weak points in order to deal the most damaging hit. Her reflexes are quick and Marysa is clever enough to avoid most hits. She also has a rather good sense of humour, albeit it's dark and sarcastic nature. With romantic manners, she tries to desperately impress the people she likes but Marysa is painfully awkward. She tends to be overly excited though tries to make any excuse to be around them.
  
  Marysa isn't the nicest person to be around. Besides, any Apostle would be lying if they said that they had "peacefully" obtained their position. In combat, Marysa seems bored and even disinterested. Hell, she fights as if it's some sort of video game she's played over a million times. Although this might anger or confuse some soldiers, the Apostles know that it's how she normally acts to fluster them. She's ruthless and loves to tease. Except when she fights mages. Don't even get her started. This is where Marysa's arrogance comes from. Due to her prowess and her staff (named the mageslayer for obvious reasons), Marysa feels that people that aren't able to wield all of the disciplines at once are inferior and worthless. Why would you even pursue magic if you have someone as good as Marysa? Unless you follow Marysa, she's basically just a two-faced bitch. Then again, she isn't willing to give lessons either. Another bad side is that she's a bit too passionate. Thus any emotion she feels is going to be much more intense than an average person's. This contributes to why she cares so much about her fellow Apostles and is willing to work alongside them. Secretly, she's hella insecure and hates when people insult her magic skills.
  
  History
  Marysa LeFebvre was born in a fierce magician tribe in Ifrin. She had humble beginnings as a tribal child. They were all dark knights and were of Sietic beliefs of worshipping all the elements. She was raised with powerful and talented magicians and was taught as a child with each element lightly to see which one she would have an affinity for. Marysa was intelligent, she loved to read and study tomes as well as browse Sietic temples so when there came a time where the tribe leader asked her which element she wanted to pursue... Marysa couldn't make a choice. She questioned their beliefs and why one person was only limited to one element in the anima disciple. No one quite knew the answer as Marysa simply asked that question to stall for time. Her talent with most of the elements allowed the elders to give her 30 days to make a decision. Seeing as this was the most time the elders had ever given anybody, Marysa reluctantly agreed.
  
  Three days had gone by and a Sietic mage had told her that no one was able to use more than one without carrying more than one with them. Tribes were meant to be mobile, and carrying multiple at once weighed a fellow magician down. This left Marysa conflicted as well as frustrated. There had to be a way that she could get her way somehow. The ambition that we know her so much for came up inside of her. As she became skilled with every disciple in the anima branch, the more determined she became. Marysa detached herself from choosing one and instead on choosing all. Reading the tomes, she understood that the markings and the inscriptions were similar... very similar. This lit up a lightbulb in her head.
  
  Frantically searching for all the books and scrolls she could for 15 days, Marysa had carved the beautiful staff out of the marble and steel she had accumulated on the 20th day. Combining all of the tomes together (without knowing they were rank A), she had created the mageslayer through a strenuous amount of effort. Marysa was found completely spent, sprawled on the floor without knowing that the weapons were a rank too high. Luckily, it had worked, the staff was a success. When the elders had realized what she had done, they were speechless... in a good way. They allowed her to train with all of the tomes until she reached her suitable rank as well as do some sword practice on the side. Before she had reached her A rank, she kept the staff with her every single night as she slept.
  
  The 30th day never came. That was the day that the mage tribe had aligned themselves with Taros. The day her staff finally felt light enough to wield. It felt so easy, and accomplishment washed over her. Her black horse was eventually gifted to her, and sooner than most knights due to her abilities. Other mages that happened to be Tarosian quickly grew envious of her and began to pull some backhanded shit on her. Despite her tribe advising the Tarosian mages against it, Marysa accepted their challenges every single time. One day, a cutthroat mage had burned her most prized possessions... and I mean like all of them. Being a part of a tribe, they weren't allowed to carry many things with them at a time, so the things that mattered were the only things she had taken with her. Eventually, she became strong enough to finally become a commander. Luckily, an Apostle by the name of Octavia had befriended her and they became quite close (ifyouknowwhati'msayin) and they "took care" of the traitor mages. Some say that the moment before Octavia came about is why Marysa cares so much about her fellow Apostles and has a grudge against every mage that never raised her.​
  
  
  magician's master
  
  ​

  Class

  
  
  Dark Knight
  Anima Rank: A Swords Rank: B
  BEAST
  
  Marysa is another dangerous commander, with good health and deadly magic, you're in for a treat. She's not very squishy either, but hard to catch, with the movement, and the fact that she's able to manipulate all anima disciplines. She is also immune to critical attacks from her iron rune. Don't fight her with swords, as her superior sword will come out on top. Manipulate the weapon triangle, or fuck her up with physical weapons and hope that you survive the magic attacks. Or set fire to her beast, whatever really works. Marysa absolutely hates mages, and lands critical hits often.
  
  

  Stats

  
  
  Health: 70/70
  ACC(^) : 120 | CRIT: 30 | EVA: 55 | LUCK(^): 30
  ASS: 0 BLOK: 0
  Att(^): 4 Def: 3 Mag(^): 5 Res: 4 Mov: 8 cells
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  
  Mage Slayer - A passive skill that grants +20% CRIT when fighting a member of the Magic Branch or Healing Branch.
  
  Prodigy* - Special staff weapon contains all rank A anima tomes in one stone.
  
  Basic Warding - 10 damage reduced from incoming magic damage when below 50% health.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  
  1. Mageslayer (Valflame, Mjolnir, Forseti and Jotunn) - V: A rank, Beast, M: A rank, 25% chance to paralyze, F: A rank, Air, J: A rank, 25% chance for frostbite
  2. Superior Sword - B rank, Superior
  3. Iron Rune - Prevents an opponent from landing a critical attack when in a character's inventory.
  4. Blood Charm - Raises CRIT by 20%
  5. Elixir(3) - Heals a character fully
  
  

  Relationships

  
  
  Octavia: C
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  
  Second Chance: Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  
  Rescue: A Basic Skill that allows the unit to carry an infantry unit on their mount and protect them from further harm.
  
  

  
  
  
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  Araceli Hiruko
  Deadly Devotion
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  Race
  Human
  
  Appearance
  5'5". Despite her scandalous outfit shown above, Araceli walks with a reserved and dignified stride to her step. She looks about 5'9" because of her strapped heels. The tight-fitting apparel shows off her curvaceous figure and graceful legs. Araceli possess luscious golden hair that flows to her waist, as well as intelligent turquoise eyes. She shows her religious memorabilia in her accessories, and in her weapon. You can probably imagine she gets hit on a lot by other soldiers. While she could very well be a femme fatale in her own way, the monk has eyes for another, and has for a very long time. Her eyes always seem to shimmer a lot more around her Apostle.
  
  Age
  18
  August 25th
  
  Sex
  Female
  
  Country of Origin
  Taros (Devout Ordinist)
  
  Faction
  Tarosian-Ifrinic Alliance: Loyalest Legate to Papa Kane. She has followed her Apostle to dangerous battles, and has been one of his students ever since her childhood. There is little she wouldn't do for him. He is practically her father figure, teacher, and idol. Yes, she calls him Papa, and something very different in private.
  
  Personality
  She doesn't have much to her personality other than her devotion to Papa Kane, who she views as everything important to her. Araceli would do anything for his approval and gets jealous of those that get close to him. And I mean... anything. Another striking part of her personality is her devotion to Ord. She has memorized much of the Ordicon, and has a holier-than-thou attitude towards many that she believes oppose Ord's word. She views her religion as something that has saved her and led her into the right direction. Araceli despises monsters and necromancers, and especially dark magic.
  
  Outside of her religion, she's hard-working, loyal, and resilient. It takes a lot for her to give up on something, and will both kill and die for what is important to her. However, many of her unhealthy obsessions stem from an extremely flawed psyche. She tends to feed off of attention, and lives to please others. It's even gotten to an unhealthy point of dependence. Araceli's relationship with Father Kane is questionable at best, and no one truly knows what their relationship is at its worst. Luckily, his reputation downplays that aspect.
  
  To the public, Araceli propels an image of prestige, being the bishop's student, as well as an almost pompous sort of pride. Like her idol, Araceli is a humanitarian, and is altruistic behind the scenes. There's a reason why her name means 'Alter in the Sky', after all. She's actually quite reserved and soft-spoken when the topic of conversation isn't her religion or her idol.
  
  Backstory
  It was a ripe age of about 4 years old that Araceli had the pleasure of knowing Father Kane. She was born to a wealthy mother that donated large sums of gold to the Holy Church of Ord, on top of being a holy warrior in her own right. Her father had died very young, and Araceli never had a close relationship with her mother to begin with, being an... accident, if you will. In fact, her mother decided early on that her life would be better off serving Ord.
  
  With a rough start on the familial love aspect, Araceli was content to escape her life and start her training to become a priestess in the same holy church her mother donated to. That was where she met Father Kane, after hearing hours of speeches talking of his great deeds around Satrella. Almost immediately, the young girl was drawn to his presence. She treated him like the father figure that she never had, and her bright mind as well as pure-hearted devotion made her well known around the same church as one of their star pupils.
  
  Araceli began to anticipate each of their private lessons, as she knew that her study material and magical studies was much more advanced than the average students'. He told her more stories of his accomplishments, only motivating her to work even harder. At around 14, she started to want a greater purpose for herself. It simply was not enough to wait hours for her next lesson, she needed to go see the world, just as Papa Kane did. No other patron of the Holy Church had made an impact on her life as the Archbishop himself.
  
  Following in his footsteps, she began to indulge in smaller scale humanitarian efforts around Taros with the priestesses of the Holy Church, aiding in orphanages and slums, and even slaying necromancers that roamed the outskirts. Seeing such grime and violence against Ord strengthened her devotion as well as hatred for those opposing her beliefs. However, her time spent away from Kane was remedied in frequent letters of her adventures. Even away from the Archbishop, Araceli held a strong bond with the man. It felt as if he filled the void her absentee parents had left. In a way... he was the only one that made her feel special and loved.
  
  Luckily enough, she possessed a gift for light magic, those that the priestesses said could rival, and even surpass the Father's skill when she blossomed into an adult. As she grew older, her training ceased, as the priestesses knew her destiny serving Ord was not as a healer, but as a warrior. As the Alliance formed, Araceli was one of the first to know of Kane's involvement as one of the Commanders in the army.
  
  Deciding to take heed to the Church's words, she followed the man to the army. Kane's training, her own natural gift, her dedication, on top of her own reputation and Kane's influences, Araceli grew to be a strong magician of her own right. Being promoted to a Legate under her Father and idol was one of the best days of her life. Under his influences, she plans to better herself under Ord and to make him proud of her. ​
  
  
  
  Lolita ​
  
  

  Class

  
  
  

  Monk ⟶ War Monk
  Light Rank: C
  
  "Monks set out on the path of Light magic, which is often tied to religious affiliations and whatnot due to its very nature and its history. Hence the title of Monk. However, not all Monks are religious and many of them are simply practitioners of Light magic. Just as Dark magic is not inherently evil, Light magic is not inherently good. These guys might not be as magically swole as Mages, but they’ve got speed on their side. "
  
  Her true danger lies in her loyalty. If you even want to lay a single hand on her Apostle near her, be sure to get ready to be smited. Her skills lie in protecting her Father, and acts as his unofficial bodyguard. Her BLOK stat is through the roof, and it's more often than not that she'll be partnered with him. She's also quite a proficient mage, and a hard one to hit, at that. Her EVA isn't bad, neither is her LUCK for that matter. Araceli is a magic tank, but catch her with a physical fight with either a ninja or a pegasus knight and she's going down quick if she doesn't promote. The magic triangle is her friend, but stay away if you have dark magic wielders or monsters nearby.​

  
  

  Stats

  
  
  Health: 40/40
  ACC: 100 CRIT(^): 20 EVA: 50 LUCK: 25 ASS: 0 BLOK: 20
  Att: 2 Def: 1 Mag(^): 4 Res: 4 Mov: 6 cells
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  
  Bishop's Biggest Fan*: Bonus 10% BLOK when partnered with Kane. Upon promotion, this skill will be transferred to the Holy Shield, and Kane will receive a bonus 35% BLOK (25% + 10%) as well as the boost in Defense. A mix between an active and a passive skill.
  
  Piercing Light: Monks are immune to the Blind status effect and can cure it in others. This is a mix between an active and a passive skill.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  
  1. Pierce - C rank, Holy, set resistance to 1
  2. Loyalty Charm - Raises BLOK by 20%
  3. Ropes(3)- Used to capture enemies and create traps
  4. Smoke Bomb(3) - Inflicts Blind effect on enemies.
  5. Iron Rune - Prevents an opponent from landing a critical attack when in a character's inventory.
  
  

  Relationships

  
  
  Name: Rank
  

  Skill Bank

  
  
  Second Chance: Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  
  Capture: Basic Skill. Allows the unit to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  
  

  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Rhaella Aegis
  Little Lamb​
  
  
  
  
  
  Race
  Human
  
  Appearance
  Awwww~ Rhaella (or just Rhae) looks just adorable for her early 30s. She stands at a petite 4'10", compared to her giant of a husband. Most of her appearance is childlike, from her frame to her high-pitched voice. As much as she hates it, Rhae is soft-spoken with a light lisp and cannot yell unless she wants to lose her voice. However, it's her eyes and her dignified stance that give away her age. Rhae's hair is a light silver, and falls at a natural wave up to her waist. Her eyes are a light grey and wise with both knowledge and experience. They also have a soothing quality whenever one looks into them. Her eyes are also quite curious and have a tendency to flit absentmindedly, looking for something to research or to pick apart. Her clothing shares a red theme with her spouse, and have a ballgown/cloak infusion quality to them. Her stave is shown above and is much larger than her. A leather belt around her dress has attached the necessary tomes for battle. They're quite tiny, for the most efficient perusal. For her frail appearance and floofiness, she's much tougher than you think. Not by much, though, but definitely still tougher than you think.
  
  Age
  33
  Born June 17th
  
  Sex
  Female
  
  Country of Origin
  Taros (Faithless)
  
  Faction
  None. She has a large family of 4 children, the oldest being 11 years of age, with her husband, _. They are happily married and live in a large tower away from most of civilization in the middle of Wynda. They both miss their adventure and battling days, and will occasionally help out the bros if they're ever in the area. Occasionally, they'll get family friends to help them babysit if they're ever away. However, they can't be there for too long, they have to tuck the kids in bed. Rhaella and _ are planning a surprise vacation/permanent move to Aquano after the war.
  
  Personality
  Rhaella has three main sides to her. The first is being an absentminded and overly curious professor. The arcane fascinate her to an impossible degree, and judging off of her research over the years, one would say she has a good grasp on it. Her true power is in her intelligence. There have been many times where she has shut herself in her room simply reading or doing research, only coming out to share her latest scientific breakthrough in a mad frenzy. Rhaella can talk for hours on end about her research, and is extremely perfectionistic and shy. However, she's absentminded, tripping over things outside of battle. In fact, she only does the cooking when hubby's away because of how often she stumbles over every little thing.
  
  Second, is her side in battle. Once known for being a feared magician across Satrella, Rhaella made quite a name for herself! In battle, she prefers teamwork and _'s complimentary talents to give her strength. At a young age, she has gone on many quests and adventures, striking fear into both opponents, monsters, and anyone that opposes her. She considers those years to be her glory years, and is happy to give her aid in helping young adventurers defeat difficult monsters. Rhaella completely loses herself in battle, becoming sharp-tongued, ruthless, and overly protective. This side usually comes out whenever someone insults her children or jeopardizes her family's safety. Usually, when this happens, _ tends to let Rhae handle herself.
  
  And finally, Rhaella is a family woman. Mild-mannered, motherly, as well as loving, getting married and settling down after such an adrenaline filled life has been one of the best decisions she's made. She truly cares for her children, and while she lets them do what they want for the most part, Rhaella is one of the best mothers to have by your side but a single glare or sharp word is enough for their children to stop whatever they're doing. Though, most of the time, the woman truly does have fun with her children.Rhaella also has lots of love for her husband, as their family has made them grow stronger. Around him, she's romantic, overly affectionate, and childlike. Even after all those years, she still has a special glint of love in her eyes whenever they look at each other... on top of their satisfying albeit unconventional tastes in the bedroom, which definitely show in her avid interest in smut literature.
  
  Backstory
  Known throughout Taros many decades ago, Rhaella's family hails from a magical bloodline of small and posh scholars. Rhaella is one of the middle children to a family of 6. They grew quite wealthy over the years and served as headmasters of a prestigious Tarosian magical academy, written several research papers, and even made their own charms and tomes. Anything within the magical profession, the Aegis family has done it, and with a special kind of giftedness that can only be passed down from families.
  
  So of course, it was only natural for Rhaella to pursue magic herself. And boy... was she good at it. In fact, it's said she knows how to do everything, and became proficient with anima and light magic in her late teenage years. On top of that, her grades were excellent, and many of her papers were the legacy of the academies. However, being bored and wanting to travel, she wanted to see how all the other kinds of magic were being practiced within Satrella for her next project.
  
  That, and she had been hearing of those that had gone on adventures, and wanted one of her own. To find love, meet new people, and have experiences of a lifetime! Who wouldn't want that? Before coming to that conclusion, she had been an anima and light professor at the age of 19, hearing of other wealthy mages that had done humanitarian work, gotten to see exotic Manaketes, as well as Sietic temples, she knew that being cooped up and grading projects was no longer going to be her role in life.
  
  Though, there was only one profession that had not been done before. That was adventuring, and killing things with her magical powers. Around the time she had been lightly dabbling, yet never fully getting into the art of staves, but it was enough to heal herself. Her first location? Monster hunting in Wynda. Necromancy had gone far and wide, but how did the corpses survive under those conditions with magic? That, and she heard rumours of an abandoned wizard's tower that had been rife with monsters and wanted to see for herself whether they were true.
  
  So, on a whim, she decided to pack up all of her things in a burlap sack and leave for the cold country of Wynda, looking into tucked away outskirts rife with monsters and exotic plants. Not too long after, she began to take out most of the monsters that inhabited the snowy forests and began camping there in search of the tower. The search had been long, but it wasn't all for naught! Before she knew it, she found dark cobblestones leading to the abandoned tower. Her suspicions had been confirmed. The area was rife with several large necromancy cults that spread throughout the entire forest. Eager for a fight, she stormed into the towers, systematically taking out each monster roaming the halls.
  
  The cleanup was quite bloody and foul. Luckily, she had cleared out most that had bothered to pester her, while the other cults had ran off. They had caused gossip of their own among different villages of a feared magician that haunted the towers, and had even mistaken her for a necromancer herself! Oh well, that had completely ruined her chances of meeting new people. At least the necromancers were interesting... not to mention the thrill of the battle. Now, that was something else.
  
  In no time, she grew intrigued with the tower, as it had left behind all sorts of treasures for the taking, not to mention several bedrooms to fit a large family more than comfortably. There were rooms simply dedicated for hoarding gold, and not to mention a large library and terrace in the very top of the deck. No wonder why the cults loved this place so much! She had no idea how much time passed until she read every single book and roamed around the forest. Indeed, it was the utopia for her research! Not to mention free target practice at any nearby mogall.
  
  However, people find romance in unexpected places~
  
  At the age of 20, Rhaella met the love of her life. How, you ask? By finding an almost 7 foot drunken giant of a barbarian storming to raid her tower. The tower of a feared mage, that is! Right in the middle of the night, and boy, was she terrified. It didn't take much magic to knock him out, but she did offer him a place to stay the night and they had become inseparable despite their differences.
  
  They spent most of their young life adventuring and battling foes together, especially those pesky bandits that thought messing with their precious home was a good idea. Rhaella began to explore Satrella with _, and after a year or so, they finally settled back down on the same tower in Wynda to have their wedding party. It was quite hilarious to see one petite side of the family and the other being 6-7 foot burly giants. Not long after that, they had a content married life and became acquainted with many inlaws, gathering a few more free babysitters!
  
  Eventually, they settled down not long after as Rhaella and _ gave birth to four beautiful little gremlins, two little girls and guys. Being married for 12 years and counting has made them stronger than ever! Due to their secluded location, they have been relatively unaffected by the war, but they have helped out a few Resistance members or lone stragglers that happen to be passing by. In addition to smiting those pesky Alliance soldiers until they leave your tower alone. Or directing you to the nearest cult to help you out. It gives them the thrill of the old days in their opinion.
  
  
  this reminds me of a puzzle...
  
  

  Class

  
  
  

  Sage
  Anima Rank: A
  Light Rank: B
  Stave Rank: C
  
  Rhaella's days of smiting bros and traveling around Satrella are officially over, but many would say she's still got it! Honestly, I think they're too adorable to kill, but she's quite powerful in her own right. She's practically a magic tank and a healing support at the same time. On top of being able to negate magic damage for both Rhae and her spouse, she's also able to be protected from further damage by being "rescued", aka Rhaella feels very lazy and tired so she's able to hop on his shoulders and protect him from magical damage if needed. Rhaella is not one for critical hits, but she's quite quick and accurate. She's also not one for receiving critical hits due to her staves. Many of her weapons have a super long range to them, as she likes to attack from afar. Rhaella is still quite squish, so she needs to watch out for anyone competent enough with a physical weapon. Peep that flare skill, though. Lightning is definitely her name of the game.​

  
  

  Stats

  
  
  Health(^): 80/80
  ACC(^): 120 CRIT: 10 EVA(^): 55 LUCK: 30 ASS: 0 BLOK: 0
  Att: 1 Def: 1 Mag(^): 6 Res: 5 Mov: 7 cells
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  
  Piggyback*: A mix of a passive and active skill. Rhaella is able to hop on _'s back. Acts as a rescue that only applies to her. In addition, her passive skill, Basic Warding also applies to _ when being rescued or partnered up.
  
  Basic Warding: A defensive passive skill. 20 damage reduced from incoming magic damage when the mage is below 50% health.
  
  Flare: An offensive Die skill that has a 30% chance of ignoring the enemy's Resistance. Set enemy Resistance = 1 if this skill is triggered and repost the new damage result after rolling.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  
  1. Mjolnir - A rank, 25% chance to paralyze
  2. Purge - B rank, super long ranged, holy
  3. Physic - C rank, Heals 40 Health (+Magic Rank times 10), super long range
  4. Bolting - B rank, super long range
  5. Ward Tattoo - Permanently raises res one level
  
  

  Relationships

  
  
  Name: Rank
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  
  Second Chance: Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  
  Capture: Basic Skill. Allows the unit to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  
  

  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Aemut Amenta
  Devourer of the Dead​
  
  
  
  
  Race
  Bad Omen
  Human(?)
  
  Appearance
  Aemut looks like one of the idols he has sworn to upkeep. He's actually pretty tiny for his menacing appearance, standing at around 5'5. A true personification of a curse. He always seems to have a cloud of black smoke around him whenever he walks, and those claws grabbing around his body? Those are his magic source. Usually, they're around him at all times, moving about. Those hands place the infamous cursed idols, activate an Unbind Thrall, and perform all kinds of curses/status effects. Some say that Ysma's hands are puppeteering him, as he rarely moves his arms, and his legs might as well be invisible, covered by the thick Ifrinic garb.
  
  Despite what they may say, his extra arms do not give him any distinct advantage. Stats-wise, it's just for looks. Whenever he does attack with his hidden weapons, his (real) hands move so quickly you can barely see them move. His skin is pale white, and is said to be cold, despite living his years in the harsh deserts. He is never seen without his religious clothing, making him look like a walking sarcophagus. Aemut has long black hair that is tipped with blood red at the bottom, with matching eyes. His bangs mostly cover his eyes, and he has one of the creepiest smiles ever.
  
  Age
  Sorry, but lords of the Ifrinic underworld don't simply age.
  They say he's born on October 30th
  
  Sex
  Who knows? Aemut calls himself a man, but it's honestly pretty hard to tell.
  
  Country of Origin
  Ifrin (Devout Siet)
  
  Faction
  Tarosian-Ifrinic Alliance: Aemut is a well-respected (as well as feared) member of the Mushi, tribe of Priests. He's one of the essential links Mushi has with the Alliance, and the easy access to the Sietic temples in Taros. Other than leading his majority Ifrinic/Sietic troops, he makes sure that the temples the Mushi has access to are maintained properly. He is a devout Siet to the letter.
  
  Personality
  Aemut is a strange fellow. Many people have actually contemplated his sanity, for many valid reasons. A mystic of sorts, his words are always carefully chosen and speak of ominous truths. Not one to choose violence, Aemut just seems to know the best way to creep you out. However, one can notice how easily he's able to do so, as if he's not exaggerating on his abilities. Which he isn't. Aemut also doesn't pretend to be what he's not, even if he's secretive with what he chooses to reveal.Aemut is shrewd and possesses a silent intelligence, and finds himself to be quite morally grey. His main goal is knowledge on every plane of being and serving his gods. Probably the closest thing you can get to an actual prophet. Aemut acts as if he is beyond war and human emotions in general and approaches his problems with a calm glance and a slight prediction. Unlike many religious extremists or cult leaders, he leads the Mushi with an eerie calm and a knowing glance.
  
  Despite his outward appearances, Aemut has been driven insane with knowledge of the Sietic gods, claiming no one has to bear the same burden he has. Bound by duty and the desire for each priest to bear the burden of knowledge equally, he has taken it upon himself to lead priests and priestesses on dangerous journeys. The man has adamantly sided with the Tarosians in order to gain access to all temples, finding the war to be unnecessary and tedious. Aemut is a recluse, preferring to shut himself in his temple to either pray or to be one with the gods.
  
  Aemut secretly enjoys the chaos the war brings, comparable to sexual arousal. The priest has an overly holistic view of life and death, where his narcissistic behaviours truly shine. While he rarely participates in killings himself, unless 'the Gods will him to', Aemut punishes those attempting to outlive their fate. He fancies himself as the Devourer of the Dead, as his tribesmen call him. Some say in battle, Aemut occasionally lets out a sinister cackle and utters curses in a long forgotten language. Unsure if his visions are delusions or messages, he delights in causing chaos in order to bring balance, and for deaths (or 'sacrifices') to bring prosperous life in return.
  
  Backstory
  His past is shrouded in mystery for the most part. Depending on the Mushi priest you talk to, they'll say he was infused with Ysma's spirit and found in a cursed temple, or that he was found in a black oasis, the water tainted with godly poison. The truth? No one truly knows, though, the eldest of the priests found him in a desert around
  
  
  
  everything that's born must die​
  
  

  Class

  
  
  

  Thrall Master
  Staves Rank: A
  Hidden Weapon Rank: B
  
  "And last but certainly not least we’ve got the Thrall Masters. Have you ever been in a fight with a dude, and he summons a giant spider, a creepy ass puppet, or the soul of a dead person to tip the scales in their favor? Do you ever wish you could turn those guys against their masters? Well now you can! As a Thrall Master, you can run around town turning everyone’s favorite pets against them. Who’s gonna stop you? I mean sure you’re a shitty healer, but your defense is at least solid and your resistance is even better. And now you've gotta knife!"
  
  Ohmygod, Aemut is a toughie. His name of the game is manipulating his environment. A rather trolly fighter, he tends to not fight people directly. And even if you do get a hit in, good luck with actual damage, his traditional garb absorbs all kinds of physical damage, as well as magical. He's also quite speedy, his EVA getting to insane levels... just wait until he equips his hidden weapon. Good luck getting a critical hit, with that amount of LUCK. Again, wait until he equips a stave. His shtick is to surround himself with his idols, wait until his victims get themselves cursed, or hit too quickly for them to notice. Aemut is able to cause chaos among his opponents, through idols, thralls, status effects, and warping them all around the map. He's also quite a good support alongside his troops with his Fortify, despite how shitty he is at healing.​

  
  

  Stats

  
  
  Health: 60/60
  ACC: 125 CRIT: 10 EVA(^): 75 LUCK(^): 35 ASS: 0 BLOK: 0
  Att: 3 Def(^): 4 Mag: 2 Res(^): 5 Mov: 6 cells
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  
  Hocus-Pocus*: Whenever an enemy stands on any idol placed by yours truly, there's a 25% chance for each turn standing an idol that the enemy will be cursed with a random status effect. For each turn ending on an idol, roll a die.
  
  Idol Placement: A set of Active Skills that Allows the Shrine Maiden/Master to place an idol. Idols placed by the shrine master are composed of 9 cells arranged in a 3x3 square. The center cell will be whichever cell the Maiden/Master was standing on when they placed the idol. Up to two idols can be active at one time by the same Maiden/Master.
  
  Cursed Idol: Enemies standing within the affected area receive 20 nonlethal damage every turn. Healing Idol is no more.
  
  Speak No Evil: Silences all magic users within the affected area, but wears off outside of it. Magical attacks cannot land on units standing within the affected area either.
  
  Victory Idol: Doubles the chances of all die skills for allies and halves the chances of all die skills for enemies.
  
  Unbind Thrall: An active skill that allows a Master or Mistress to turn Summoned allies against their summoners. Only one thrall can be turned at a time, and Summoned human allies such as Gangsters and Guards are unaffected. When another thrall is turned, the previous thrall will be under the control of their summoner once more. Unbind Thrall can be used as far as one cell away.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  
  1. Warp - A rank, super long range, teleports an ally or enemy anywhere on the map
  2. Fortify - Heals all allies within an 10 cell radius for 40 Health (+Magic times 10)
  3. Speed Charm - Raises EVA by 20%
  4. Jotunn's Finger - 25% chance of inflicting Frostbite
  5. Fear - C rank (just did it because it fits his character), invokes the Fear status effect on an enemy
  
  

  Relationships

  
  
  Name: Rank
  who wants to talk to this dude?
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  
  Second Chance: Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  
  Capture: Basic Skill. Allows the unit to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  
  

  
  
  
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  Eros St. Valentine
  Commander IV
  
  
  
  
  Race
  Human
  God of Love
  
  Appearance
  Eros stands at a smol 5'6", but he's much older than he looks. He doesn't get all that offended if you make fun of him for his height or his youthful appearance. The man has a babyface, and permanent cowlick on his rose coloured hair that make many think he is simply a bratty teenager. Eros has light blue eyes that seem quite trustworthy with a shit eating grin that seem quite the opposite. Eros' body isn't very muscular, save for his lean arms from pulling that damn bowstring and making people fall in love. His rosy cheeks are often flushed red from his escapades, his face is expressive, conveying many of his emotions in an exaggerated and dramatic fashion. In battle and in most of his everyday life, he's surrounded by handsome men and beautiful women to serve as his entourage. The way he moves is arrogant and extra in all means of the word. Eros wears a fitted pink suit and shorts combo with a large pink bowtie and silver accents. His arrows are tinted with bright red hearts, and he definitely likes to colour-coordinate.
  
  Age
  26
  
  Sex
  Male
  If you ask his sexual orientation, he'd only laugh at you.
  
  Country of Origin
  Taros
  High ranking member of the Black Hand
  
  Faction
  The Tarosian-Ifrinic Alliance: Eros serves as the second commander among the Apostles. He leads a lot of the bowmen in charge, from hunters to rangers to plain ol' snipers, he's got it all. Eros is quite useful in Alliance interrogations and gathering information, for a very obvious reason. Eros is also a powerful member of the cult of the Black Hand, and throws some sick parties. Has been reported to be extremely intelligent and a deadly fighter.
  
  Personality
  
  
  Backstory
  
  
  

  Class

  
  
  Sniper
  Bow Rank: A
  
  (Insert description here)
  
  

  Stats

  
  
  Health: 60/60
  ACC: 125 CRIT: 10 EVA: 45 LUCK(^): 15 ASS: 10 BLOK: 0
  Att(^): 6 Def: 2 Mag: 2 Res(^): 4 Mov: 6 cells
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  
  Cupid's Strike*: Eros' arrows have been specially designed with double the chance that when stricken with the Cupid's Bow, the victim will contract the love status effect. So now instead of 25%, it's at 50%.
  
  Gotta Run: A passive skill. If the 1st close ranged attack on the Archer misses, the second one will miss as well.
  
  Lethality: An Offensive Die skill with a 15% chance of instantly killing the target whenever the Sniper attacks.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  
  1. Cupid's Bow - D rank, air, -5 Damage, 25%(x2) chance of inflicting Love Effect
  2. Brave Bow - A rank, Air, Brave
  3. Love Toxin(3)
  4. Love Bomb(3)
  5. Chains(3)
  
  

  Relationships

  
  
  Name: Rank
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  
  Second Chance: Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  
  Capture: Basic Skill. Allows the unit to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  
  

  
  
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  Elric Soteria
  Pride in Knowledge
  
  
  
  
  Race
  Human
  
  Appearance
  Little
  
  Age
  19
  
  Sex
  Male
  
  Country of Origin
  Taros
  
  Faction
  Elfredja's favourite legate
  
  Personality
  litttle shit
  
  Backstory
  brat
  
  

  Class

  
  
  Class Name ⟶ Scribe
  Weapon 1 Rank: D Weapon 2 Rank: E
  Attributes: (INSERT ATTRIBUTES IN CAPITALS HERE IF APPLICABLE)
  (Insert description here)
  
  

  Stats

  
  
  Health: 0/0
  ACC: 100 CRIT: 10 EVA: 30 LUCK: 5 ASS: 0 BLOK: 0
  Att: 0 Def: 0 Mag: 0 Res: 0 Mov: 0
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  
  Custom Skill*:
  
  

  Inventory

  
  
  1.
  2.
  3.
  4.
  5.
  
  

  Relationships

  
  
  Name: Rank
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  
  Second Chance: Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  
  Capture: Basic Skill. Allows the unit to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  
  

  
  
  

 

[Pretzel Heart]

ー　P r e t z ' s P r o f l i g a t e s　ー
In completely random order!
​

• Emil
• Rosaura aka Anti-Rose (Heavy WiP)
• Albus (Heavy WiP)
• Elfredja
• Boris (Heavy WiP)
• Marion
• Konara

• 
  
  

  ✶ Emil Kurosawa ✶
  Zealous Justiciar
  
  

  

  
  
  

  Not that I care, but have you seen Prince Ivan about? He didn't go to church again today...

  ​

  Race
  Branded (Raven Laguz father, human mother)
  
  Appearance
  

  

  5'11" As if in direct opposition to Ivan's color scheme of white, Emil dons black. This isn't just because he wants to show the prince up, but also because black is the standard color among the proud Kurosawa, adorning their crest and signifying their terrifying presence in battle. However, both Commander and Legate utilize gold, as Emil considers it a sign of his loyalty to Ord and, begrudgingly, the prince. And yes, that thing sticking up out of the top of his armor is a hood, which he wears when there's adverse weather conditions and, more importantly, when he's feeling edgy.
  His Brand is something he's extremely self conscious about, so he does his best to hide it...which isn't too hard given that it stretches between his shoulder blades across his back. He keeps his thick dark-brown hair comparatively long in a rather androgynous cut, apparently because he likes the effect. His eyes, a rich amber, are a bit squinty (perhaps because he's always having to stare into Ivan's glitter), though they do have their own depth, being lit by Emil's strong drive and intelligence. He considers himself to be good looking and some would agree...though they would also say that Prince Ivan looks even better. He's an inch shorter than his Commander, but he still has plenty of time to grow...right? Overall he worries he makes a childish impression, and to this day is still mistaken for a teen.
  
  Age
  26 (Born October 1st, Libra)
  
  Sex
  Male
  
  Country of Origin
  Taros (Devout Ordinist)
  
  Role/Faction
  The Rising Sun. Legate to Commander III, Prince Ivan Lucian Aldaini. Emil's family has served the Empire to great effect for generations, and he would become their black sheep if he were to suddenly turn his back on such a tradition. Not to mention, when the declaration of conquest was described as a Holy War Emil believed it, and he would do anything to pay back the debt he owes Ord. Despite his grudge against Ivan, he does respect him as a Commander (to some extent), and underneath the shock and horror, was a bit happy to be chosen as his Legate. Plus he'll never get his own promotion if he doesn't hurry up and prove himself.
  
  Personality
  = = = = =ISTJ-T (Defender) / Lawful Good. Charismatic, but not as much as Ivan. Strong, but not as strong as Ivan. Intelligent, but not as smart as Ivan. Is his whole life some kind of joke? It's no wonder that Emil's grown up with a competitive streak. But that's also made him a notoriously hard worker who constantly strives for the level of perfection Prince Ivan seems to so naturally achieve. Constantly being shown up by his rival has given Emil something of an inferiority complex, which the pressure put on him by his family (and himself) certainly hasn't done anything to aid. But rather than crumble, the Gryphon Rider has always been one to rise to a challenge, dedicating himself to endless hours of training and study. Though he's competent on a battlefield, he's much more comfortable behind the scenes, dealing with administrative duties and clerical work, or even lending a hand when it comes to masterminding strategies. And it's a good thing he enjoys the work, since, as a perfectionist, busybody, and lover of rules, he oftentimes feels the need to clean up after Ivan's very bloody, very public, very questionable messes. After all, if he doesn't do it, who will? You'd be surprised by the amount of paperwork needed to legally commit a massacre. Though Ivan, not one to care, never really asks his men to do much of anything, Emil would feel restless if he gave into the prince's way of life.
  = = = = =Though he wishes it were something more glamorous, Emil's best quality is probably his high level of reliability. Even if he'll grumble endlessly about the tasks given to him, about Ivan's two-faced nature, and about how he should have just stuck with the church, he's a dependable man who is known to get the job done neatly, quickly, and well. He's generally liked amongst his compatriots, though years of scowling at Ivan have somewhat muted his natural charisma into more of a grouch, and sometimes he is quick to snap, struggles with pessimism, and is easily flustered.
  = = = = =So why, one might reasonably ask, is Emil even helping Ivan at all? Shouldn't he just stay far away and watch him burn? It's a question the man daily asks himself. But he can't forget his first memory of the prince, seeing him walk into the room shining like one of Ord's own Angels. He can't put aside the long years of watching him transform from that angel into a murderous sociopath. It's as if something inside Emil drags him back every time he tries to pull away................Well, obviously, it's because retreat just isn't an option. Not until he proves his superiority once and for all!
  
  History
  = = = = =The Kurosawa family has been a clan of warriors since the early days of the Tarosian Empire. Having thrown child after child into the army, they slowly worked their way up through the ranks by proving their mettle alongside the conquering emperors, eventually earning themselves a name amidst the highest nobility and a rivalry with the "suspicious" Xavier family of mercenaries. Even when not fighting a holy war, the Kurosawas would take the battle to the homefront, and are typically found in the highest echelons of the policing branch of the military, also serving as judges, ministers, and other keepers of the peace.
  = = = = =In this regard, Emil ended up something of a disappointment. While Emperor Steele's declaration of conquest should have been cause for celebration amongst the long-stuttered family, Emil, though the eldest son, hadn't proven himself enough to get chosen as an Apostle. The Kurosawas consider this a huge embarrassment, so despite Emil's promise to dedicate himself to the effort nonetheless, in their eyes his chance at glory has already passed him by. But really, this was just one in a long line of events conspiring against the unluckiest Kurosawa.
  = = = = =Emil often blames his shoddy luck on his father, an enslaved Raven Laguz his grandparents bought in Ifrin. While slavery wasn't technically legal in Taros at that time, the couple basically cheated the system, making the Laguz an "indentured servant" to help raise their daughter while they fought in Steele XXV's war. The young Laguz was barely older than the girl he had been suddenly given charge of, yet he managed his duties bravely, and the two developed a close bond. So close that she kept him throughout the years, eventually having an affair with the Raven when it became clear that her marriage - a political convenience - wasn't going to be anything satisfying. Thus out of wedlock Emil was born. As his "father" was too busy with his work as judge to spend much time with the child, and his nursemaids were always bribed into secrecy, the truth of Emil's origin was well-kept for years...until the point where its backfiring could hurt him the most.
  = = = = =However, his childhood remained fairly normal. As a high-ranking nobleman he was afforded many privileges, though of course as a Kurosawa much of his time was filled with combat training. At just 5 years old he was given his first gryphon to ride, an aging beast that was considered to be tame. The boy immediately took to the sky as if it was his calling, and he could spend endless hours soaring through the air. However, while out one day, a freak accident knocked him from his mount into the Tarosian sea. He would later be told that those training him had done nothing, assuming he'd either show the strength to fight his own way back to land, or drown.
  = = = = =But Emil did not drown.
  = = = = =Though his recollection of the event is blurry (as he was but a child and only half conscious at the time), he could also never forget the blinding light surrounding the flaxen-haired, white-winged being who pulled him onto the beach. Man or woman, he could not say. However, something about the words they whispered into his subconscious, or the ethereal shine of their body, convinced him that it was an Angel who had pulled him from the depths and saved his life.
  = = = = =No matter how many others laughed when he regaled this story, Emil has never stopped believing that it was Ord's will he survive that day. And, moreover, Ord wanted him to survive for a reason. Thus he's spent the rest of his life trying to understand what that reason may be.
  = = = = =For a while he doubted it had anything to do with combat. Unsurprisingly, Emil had a complete change of heart after his accident, showing a revulsion to flying and even growing fearful of the gryphons he had once loved. Instead, he decided to take a break from military training to focus as much time as possible on the church. He especially looked up to "Papa" Kane, seeking him out for advice. To this day he'll still defend the Father ardently against any of the...less than savory accusations surrounding him. And Emil did eventually find his place within the church: as a singer. It turned out that being in the choir was the one thing for which he possessed a natural genius, his voice reportedly beautiful enough to make stone cry. For a while there developed a fierce tug-o-war between the church and the Kurosawas over who would decide the boy's future. The church wanted him to go through a process to remain in the choir his whole life. However, this was certainly not the Kurosawa way. Especially since Emil remained the only son.
  = = = = =Eventually, for reasons unknown, Emil acquiesced to his family's wishes, simply telling the church that he would have to serve Ord a different way.
  = = = = =One thing that worked to change his mind was yet another scandal, this one over a gryphon. Black gryphons, like their white counterparts, are considerably rarer than their golden cousins which make up the majority of the Tarosian army. In fact, black gryphons only live on a single mountain range and are considered an endangered species protected by the state. However, a hatchling had been poached, going through a torturous period on the black market only to be recovered years later from a traveling carnival show. By this time the chick was too familiar with humans to be returned to the wild, so no one knew what to do. It seemed like the poor creature would be placed in a zoo when, against all odds, Emil stepped up to the plate. He heard the story over dinner as the man heading the investigation was of the Lucretias, close family friends of the Kurosawas, and was fascinated by it, asking if he could see the black gryphon for himself. As it was the first time in years his parents had seen him taking any interest in the creatures, they jumped on the chance.
  = = = = =The connection was more or less instantaneous, with the black gryphon that would become his mount recognizing something in Emil that they could both recognize in themselves. They were parachute children, spares displaced in a world with no real purpose or place to belong. Unable to continue pursuing the only thing he had ever been good at and enjoyed, Emil had been struggling to reevaluate his life. So, too, was the black gryphon a creature without a home.
  = = = = =And so they began training together. That was when Ivan started to take more of a center role in Emil's life. While he had known the prince for some time, as they had once been playmates together, they had drifted apart as the younger had thrown himself to Ord. Upon their reunion, Ivan struck quite an impression, dressed all in white with a confident smile and eyes and hair that reflected the blue of the sky and his gryphon's golden feathers. But it didn't take long for Emil to resent him. The same age, the same destiny...for the man trying to find his place in the world, Ivan made it especially difficult, seeming to outclass him at every turn. Though Emil was a hard worker, Ivan did it all without even trying. He was a natural in the air, with the ladies, with everyone. When Emil first saw him it was surreal, as if he was looking once again at the angel who had saved him all those years ago. But he soon enough learned that Ivan's personality was far from angelic. The prince was maddeningly impenetrable, putting on a courteous face for others that Emil saw as a cheap facade. Even as Ivan continued to beat him in everything, he never knew if the prince was willfully unaware of how much it made him hate him, or was doing it just to get under his skin.
  = = = = =At one point the Gryphon Rider became so desperate to uncover any weakness that he decided to go to the prince's cousin, Lord Taranis, to try and dig up some dirt. However, rumors of them slipping away together deep into the night quickly got steamy, which was just great for Emil's already precarious image. He didn't want to be known as "that Gryphon Rider," who liked to fool around with young boys. Even when he tried to protest that it wasn't Taran he was interested in at all, but rather his cousin...well, his poor choice of words didn't do much to realign his image. Though they eventually set people straight, Emil still gets teased over the incident and is quite sour about the whole affair.
  = = = = =Despite his fierce hatred of Ivan, outsiders typically consider the two to be close friends. They just seem to have a perfect chemistry, built by practically growing up together with years of shared experience and "friendly" competitions. Though Emil will forever consider Ivan his rival, the "first place" to his "second," he never thought that he had meant anything to the prince in return. Meaning that he was completely taken aback when Ivan asked him to be his Legate, though he came to suspect it was just another ploy for the prince to patronize him, rubbing in his face the fact that he was neither promoted nor chosen to be an Apostle.
  = = = = =Nevertheless, the mission set before him in his childhood remains strong within Emil. Like many others he hopes to prove himself in the current campaign, though he also secretly wishes to find the much-rumored Songstress, hoping that, as someone who can speak to Angels, she can finally answer his questions about that event all those years ago. In the meantime, he continues his loyalty to the Empire in the hopes of finally proving himself and doing something meaningful with his life.
  
  Other
  The one with the prettiest handwriting.
  
  

  
  
  

  

  
  His beloved gryphon, Gaubert, who he cares for very much, unlike some people.

  
  

  

  
  Some people who are always making trouble for him to deal with.​

  
  
  System
  

  Class

  
  

  ✶ Gryphon Rider ⟶ Sky Knight ✶
  Swords: C
  Attributes: AIR | BEAST | BRANDED
  
  Breakdown
  Though it would kill him to admit it, Emil and Ivan are a pair who bring out the best in one another. This makes the duo particularly dangerous as they can assist going after shared enemies, raise each other's already quite high Attack, and debuff their foes. Even on his own Emil is nothing to sneeze at, possessing respectable stats even if they lag in comparison to his Commander's. Of course, like all Gryphon Riders, he crumbles to flames, wind, and arrows, so it's best to exploit his weaknesses before he goes on a rampage. As someone desperate to prove himself, Emil will not give up easily on the field of battle, but he's also too clever to take unnecessary risks. He's highly-educated, trained by years of service, and knows Ivan's skillset just as well as his own. So when these two are on the map together, it's a huge mistake to underestimate their combined destructive power.​

  
  

  Stats

  
  Health: 60/60
  ACC: 110 CRIT: 10 EVA(+5): 50 LUCK: 5 ASS(+5): 20 BLOK: 0
  Att(+5): 15 Def: 10 Mag: 7 Res: 10 Mov: 8 cells
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  Anything You Can Do I Can Do Better* : Passive Skill. If Ivan successfully attacks an enemy, Emil gains +10% ACC for the rest of his turn. If Partnered Up with Ivan and lands a successful Assist, Emil gains +10% CRIT for the attack.
  Screech : Active skill. Lowers the Defense of a foe by -4 and raises the Attack of all allies within a 2 cell radius by +2. Any unit riding a gryphon as well will receive +1 movement, friend or foe. Not stackable, and effects last for 1 turn.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  ✶ Spirit Blade: C-Rank Sword with the HOLY attribute
  ✶ Rapier: D-Rank Sword with the ARMOR and BEAST attributes
  ✶ Elixir (3) (Heals fully)
  ✶ Antitoxin (3) (Heals a unit if they've been infected with a toxin)
  ✶ Torch (5) (A handy little thing to have when it's really dark, or foggy, to increase visibility. Lasts 5 turns.)
  
  

  Relationships

  
  TBU
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  Second Chance : Basic Skill. The first time Emil's HP reaches 0, he will merely flee the fight and may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  Rescue : Basic Skill. Allows the Gryphon Rider to carry an infantry unit on their mount and protect them from further harm.
  
  

  
  
  
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  ❁ Rosaura Prieto ❁
  Toxic Bloom
  
  

  

  
  
  

  I think I'll do one of my special dances for you...

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  Name
  --
  
  Race
  Branded (Thunder Dragon mother, human father)
  
  Appearance
  5'8"--
  
  Age
  21 (Born August 21st, Leo)
  
  Sex
  Female
  
  Country of Origin
  Ifrin (Former Siet, now Black Hand)
  
  Role/Faction
  Tarosian-Ifrinic Alliance. Legate to Commander IV of the 13 Apostles.
  
  Personality
  = = = = =ESTP-A (Entrepreneur) / Chaotic Evil. Tbu
  
  History
  = = = = =-- Charmed Lirim in the past. Rosa's Cantina. Felina.
  
  Other
  ?
  
  

  
  
  

  

  
  Just give into the dance...​

  
  
  System
  

  Class

  
  

  ❁ Belly Dancer ❁
  Hidden Weapons: C
  " A Belly Dancer's magical performances have intoxicating effects of those that view them. The Belly Dancer is the antithesis of the Maestro. Instead of raising rolling values, they lower them. Since they deal with opponents more often than allies, Belly Dancers are quite skilled in combat. They’ve got some decent attack and some pretty dope resistance as well. Oh yes and they’re speedy as fuck soooo… good luck! "
  
  Breakdown
  Rosaura is one tricky girl. She's relatively sturdy all over (except for maybe not having the highest Health in the world), and when you think you're gonna hit her, most times she's gonna dance just out of reach. And unlike many Musical Branch classes, her Attack isn't half bad. In fact, she's rather Crit-happy, especially with her weapon of choice, and with that high Eva, there's not many who can outclass her in speed, meaning expect lots of doubles. But undoubtedly, Rosaura's greatest utility is that her Hips Don't Lie. The Anti-Maestro, she debuffs others, and like a Maestro, she has the ability to grant another unit an extra turn, with an increase in Crit no less! And on top of everything, for some, it's impossible not to get in the mood after watching her gyrations. For these reasons, it's little surprise that Eros took her on as his Legate.​

  
  

  Stats

  
  Health: 50/50
  ACC: 100 CRIT(+5): 25 EVA(+5): 55 LUCK: 15 ASS: 0 BLOK: 0
  Att(+1): 13 Def(+4): 9 Mag: 6 Res: 9 Mov: 6 cells
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  Seduction of the Dance* : Passive Skill. When using an Active Skill, Rosaura also has a 15% chance of inflicting Love on opponents within a 2 cell radius.
  Wandering Eyes : Active Skill. This performance lowers the ACC of all opponents within a 2 cell radius by 20% for one turn.
  Gyration : Active Skill. This performance lowers the EVA of all opponents within a 2 cell radius by 20% for one turn.
  Soothe : Active Skill. This performance lowers the CRIT of all opponents within a 2 cell radius by 20% for one turn.
  Misfortune : Active Skill. This performance lowers the LUCK of all opponents within a 2 cell radius by 20% for one turn.
  Inspire : Active Skill. Allows an ally to move again with a turn. Also grants them +10% CRIT for one turn. This skill cannot be used on other members of the Musical Branch.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  ❁ Killing Dagger: C-Rank Hidden Weapon with CRITICAL attribute
  ❁ Snake Tongue: D-Rank Hidden Weapon with 25% chance to inflict Poison
  ❁ Elixir (3) (Heals fully)
  ❁ Chain (3)
  ❁ Love Bomb (3) (Bombs affect the cell they land on and the 4 surrounding cells. They can be thrown from 1 cell away.)
  
  

  Relationships

  
  TBU
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  Second Chance : Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  Capture : Basic Skill. Allows the Guard to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  
  

  
  
  
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  ✾ Albus Aurelius ✾
  Idealistic Villain
  
  

  

  
  

  Quote

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  Name
  --
  
  Race
  Human
  
  Appearance
  5'11"--
  
  Age
  23 (Born September 2nd, Virgo)
  
  Sex
  Male
  
  Country of Origin
  Taros (Casual Ordinist)
  
  Role/Faction
  Tarosian-Ifrinic Alliance. His parents both being high-ranking Tarosian nobles with generations of loyalty to Emperor Steele, it is little wonder that their only son was ripped and roaring to join in the latest war efforts to finally have a chance to serve under his Emperor.
  Tarosian-Ifrin Alliance; 13 Apostles; Commander XII's Retainer
  
  Personality
  = = = = =ESFJ-T (Consul) / Lawful Good -> Chaotic Good. --
  
  History
  = = = = =--where I misspell Octavia's name every time
  

  • Retainer for Apostle Oktavia. As her guard he is very loyal to her, but cannot understand why she is so loyal to Emperor Steele, who treated her so harshly as a child. Thinks that Oktavia should be next in line for the throne as a true princess, and rather resents Taran because of this. He wants Oktavia to see the error of Steele's ways more than anything. Even if it means fighting against her to do it. Probably has/had a crush on her, but has since backed down.
  • He's very interested in theatre and has an eidetic memory which helps him memorize his lines. Has been pushing to establish a theatrical community within the army to help entertain the troops. Because of all the romanticized dramas he's performed in, he has a rather idealistic vision of what war is like.
  • Despite himself rather admires the Resistance for their perseverance and loyalty to their ideals. He has an incredibly romantic image of them, in any case.
  • Born into a cushy family of lower nobility and has never experienced true hardship, so can come off as a bit naive.
  • When the war started up he was raring to go to the front lines to prove his worth alongside his newly promoted mistress, but his worrywort parents did everything in their power to bid for him to stay out of the worst of the carnage. Thus he only really made it to Imperos once most of the destruction had already been laid. He's a bit resentful for his parents because he believes he missed out on a crucial opportunity to get closer to Oktavia because of this. However, seeing the desolated lands was a bit of a wakeup call. Though since he wasn't on the front lines himself his more idealistic visions of war have remained more or less preserved.
  • Albino. Has occasionally been mistaken for Laguz or Elf when he goes out.
  • Has a giddy weakness for flowers, especially honeysuckle which he believes smell beautifully. Would often leave little blossoms around for Oktavia.
  • Apparently never gets cold.
  • Is very superstitious and can naively believe other things he's heard...is slowly learning to think for himself.
  • He'll do anything for Oktavia but holds contempt for Taran and Emperor Steele.

  
  Other
  The most likely to be found picking flowers.
  
  

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  System
  

  Class

  
  

  ✾ Guard ⟶ Vigilante ✾
  Lances: C
  Attributes: ARMOR
  "Uh oh here comes the 5-0. Your guard is your standard form of law enforcement in a city, town, or village. Basically in urban areas these guys make sure nothing sus is going down, like thievery and stuff. Typically the first line of defense in bandit attacks, which is good for them because they've got some high defense. Everything else ehhhh not so much. But hey, they can call a buddy to help them out at any time."
  
  Breakdown
  --​

  
  

  Stats

  
  Health: 50/50
  ACC(+5): 120 CRIT: 10 EVA: 30 LUCK: 15 ASS: 0 BLOK(+5): 20
  Att(+5): 12 Def: 13 Mag: 5 Res: 9 Mov: 5 cells
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  Theatrical Flare* : Passive Skill. Attacks dealt by Albus have a 15% chance of inflicting Fool.
  Summon Guard : Active Skill. A Guard can enlist the help of another Guard controlled by the player with base stats and a basic weapon matching the rank of the Summoner's Lance weapon rank. Only one summoned Guard can be active at a time. Summoned Guards will remain after their summoner has been defeated. Requires a Guard’s Badge.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  ✾ Short Spear: C-Rank Lance with RANGED attribute
  ✾ Axereaver: C-Rank Lance with BUSTER attribute
  ✾ Elixir (3) (Heals fully)
  ✾ Guard's Badge (Activates Skill: Summon Guard)
  ✾ Guardian Charm (Raises ASS by 20%; a family gift)
  
  

  Relationships

  
  TBU
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  Second Chance : Basic Skill. The first time Albus's HP reaches 0, he will merely flee the fight and may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  Capture : Basic Skill. Allows the Guard to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  
  

  
  
  
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  ❦ Elfredja Muot ❦
  Commander II
  
  

  

  
  

  Don't worry, sweetie. Mama's here. Just close your eyes, and everything will be alright... ... ...

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  Name
  Acceptable nicknames are Elfy, Freya/Freda, and any variation of "Mom."
  
  Race
  Elf
  
  Appearance
  5'7" Soft, friendly, and warm, Elfredja is a tall, lean epitome of natural elegance. She carries herself amidst a soothing aura with an inherent grace, whether that be whilst whisking cake batter in the kitchen or surrounded by the corpses of her enemies on the field of battle. As an elf she carries her age remarkably well, appearing to be half her true years, meaning that she'll often lie about how old she is...if she even deigns to answer such a rude question in the first place. Though elven, she masks her inheritance (not that she needs to- she's quite proud of her magical prowess and the service with which she's used it for the Empire); her pointed ears hidden beneath thick, fluffy, golden hair pulled across her shoulder in typical anime mom style, and an impressive headdress of flowers woven from blossoms picked fresh from Kazuki's greenhouse. Her eyes may also be the product of her heritage, and to some are the one truly unsettling thing about her, being an uncanny mixture of light pink and deep purple with an unnatural shine like a hard gem.
  She typically dresses in cute, summery (and PG appropriate!) clothing, weaving in features of flowers and butterflies as they remind her of her tropical homeland and the legends of fair folk she was raised on as a kid.
  Whenever the Apostles don their masks, Elfredja's is a floral one with a fairy motif.
  
  Age
  68 (Born August 30th, Virgo)
  
  Sex
  Female
  
  Country of Origin
  Aquano (Ordinist)
  
  Role/Faction
  The Rising Sun. One of the 13 Apostles, Commander II. Though Elfredja's loyalty to the Empire might seem arbitrary given her heritage, in fact she is deathly devoted to Emperor Steele and her fellow Apostles, treating them with the same affection as her own family. Besides, the Emperor has basically given her free reign to conduct magical experiments, a dark desire she's had to burry in the presence of polite society for years. As long as she's allowed to continue her work, has people she cares about, and an excellent home for her kids...there's really no reason for her to ever wish to leave.
  
  Personality
  = = = = =ENTJ-A (Commander) / Lawful Evil. If Kane is the "father" of the Apostles, Elfredja could be considered their mother. She has a kind, caring, altruistic attitude leading her to naturally look after others, and a quiet, peaceful voice to the extent that just being around her makes one feel more relaxed. Whenever there is a problem among the Tarosian nobility and their soldiers, Elfredja is there to calm rippled water and her clear, sympathetic way of effectively dealing with situations makes her a respected presence despite her questionable legacy. However...be careful not to let your guard down. There's very likely poison in those cookies she's bringing to the bake sale, and she's only getting close to the other mothers in the PTA so that she can abuse her influence with them to exile any dissenters later.
  = = = = =Nevertheless, despite all those horrid stories floating around her, most people can't help but be drawn in by Elfredja's spell. She has an almost hypnotic effect on others, knowing just the right words to turn soured emotions sweet. And how can someone with a smile that sugary be anything but loving and pure? She is fiercely protective of those she cares about...even if it might not seem that way when she snaps at them to sit up straight on their gryphon, or remember to wash their hands before eating since murdering people is germy. But do wrong against one of her "children," and you'll see why there are so many terrifying rumors surrounding her. While much more subtle and passive aggressive than some of her coworkers, Elfredja is no less bloodthirsty, and she relishes in the chance to put her lofty magical skills to good use. As much as she adores her family, it can get a bit tiresome cleaning up messes and seasoning food all day...sometimes she just needs to indulge in...creative outlets.
  = = = = =While the Commander will play innocent till the day she dies, it is not impossible to catch a more teasing, playful side of her, and she seems to share a guilty pleasure for Spades' pranks, even if she'll reprimand him for them later.
  = = = = =And honestly, it is never safe to trust one of her smiles.
  
  History
  = = = = =The Mommiest Apostle's life began unconventionally, in the hot tropics of the southern isles. Her father is a Wind Dragon who had turned traitor against Aquano many years ago, finding a surprisingly comfortable life in Taros before its anti-Manakete racism got out of control. Therefore it was little issue for him to agree to work as a hired hand for the Tarosian military, leading one of countless squadrons to a surprise attack on Aquano's shores. However, his ship wrecked against a reef which had grown during his time away, leaving him one of the few survivors. Full of disgust and shame, he was just the right amount of vulnerable to be taken in by a local Parrot Laguz, who, instead of turning him in to her cousin the Queen, somehow fell in love.
  = = = = =Thus Elfredja was born, and despite being an Aquano native, she was raised with a surprisingly Tarosian upbringing, complete with basic training in Ordinism which her father insisted upon and her mother didn't care enough to object to. However, the Parrot did impart to her daughter mystical stories of their island home, the girl's favorite being about the impish "fair folk" who pester humankind. Chief among these tricksters were, of course, the Menehune, which Elfredja would often venture out into the jungle to try and catch. She also got into a bad habit of stirring up trouble around the house and blaming it on the Menehune, showing the roots of her own more mischievous side. And yet, otherwise, she was an ideal daughter, showing both of her parents nothing but affection and respect. Even outside of her house she was considered a treasure of her hometown, a cheery girl would greet others by name and share around the baked goods she'd daily whip up with her mother over old Aquano lore.
  = = = = =Eventually the young elf's mastery over magic became apparent, and with the budding expansionist acts of the Empire making Aquano increasingly dangerous to live in, her father eventually persuaded her to move to the safety of Taros to attend the illustrious Aegis family academy. While Elfredja, who had grown up so close to her parents, was reluctant to leave, the interest sparked in her at the prospect of all the power just beyond her fingertips was too great a temptation for her to deny. Thus, after a long and tearful goodbye in her mother's embrace, the elf left her island home, never yet to return. Her father's persistent loyalty to a country he should, for all intents and purposes, have turned his back on long ago infuriated his wife, and time was not kind to their union.
  = = = = =At the academy Elfredja continued to place a spell on everyone around her, being a cheerful student who, as an Aquano elf with heavy ties to nature, quickly outshone her peers. After graduating at the top of her class in Anima studies, she was asked to stay on as a teacher, which she gladly accepted, her strong maternal instinct leading her to be as beloved by her students as she had been adored by her teachers. She grew especially close to one girl, fellow child prodigy Rhaella, whom she saw much of herself in and tried to take under her wing. However, the two women's destinies were to take very different paths. While Rhaella eventually found herself drawn to the Light, Elfredja, much to the surprise of all who knew her, grew increasingly interested in the Dark. She started asking too many of the wrong questions, spending too much time in the restricted areas of the impressive library, and while her teachers never wanted to believe something so nefarious of such a sweet, innocent girl...once students started disappearing, the school had to take notice.
  = = = = =Luckily for Elfredja, nothing could be proven, so the academy developed a plan that would save both parties face and still rid them of trouble. In short, Elfredja was given the "option" to put her prodigy and prodigal skills to use in the Tarosian military. Although it would mean being unable to return to Aquano, the elf immediately agreed. Those were peaceful days under the rule of the "soft" Emperor Lux, rarely called "Steele" behind his back thanks to his people's distain for him and his perceived lack of strong will. So it didn't take long for Elfredja, restricted from her "dark" studies, to grow bored. It was during this time that she decided to fill her days by growing close to both Father Kane- strengthening her ties to Ordinism in the wake of her own father's return -and the boy who would eventually become Emperor. Seeing such a young child in the military sparked Elfredja's motherly instincts yet again, and while she was very clever in not being too overt with her actions, it would be hard to deny that she began to look out for Caesar, especially against any possible magical attacks.
  = = = = =Of course, given her insane mastery over both Anima and Dark, and her devotion to her comrades and the Empire, it didn't take long for Elfredja to rise through the ranks. And befriending young Ceasar was only the beginning. Though having no nobility to speak of, the elf made a name for herself, prancing through complicated court politics like a seasoned pro, knowing just who to charm, and how, and careful ever so careful never to get caught with her own hand in the cookie jar...though as adept as anyone in finding others trying to sneak a bite.
  = = = = =From the nobility she cherry-picked her first husband, attaining a title for herself at last. A rich and handsome (if not dull) heir who seemed a perfect fit for the girlish Elfredja, their marriage was a lavish affair attended by some of the highest in the land. It was...really too bad that he started to become...troublesome shortly after. Not to mention completely useless in bed, unable to give Elfredja the one thing she truly wanted: a child of her own. The poor man. He fell head-first into his baked pudding. Poisoned. Who would have ever thought rogue assassins from the Xavier clan had anything against him? Never mind that the evidence against the culprits appeared with strange suddenness-- it was irrefutable, and the assassins' heads rolled.
  = = = = =Now Elfredja is happily several years into her second marriage, a match made even more heavenly than the first. After all, she was a poor, broken widow for some time...it's only natural that a brave, kind young man would want to cheer her, and finally, after a socially acceptable period, she acquiesced to his advances. This time her husband, a colonel, is even more charming and dumb. But Elfredja loves him more than anything. Well, almost anything. Just 7 years ago they gave birth to a set of precious triplets, the elf's true pride and joy, and she is already hoping they'll follow her down the path of magical arts.
  = = = = =When it came time for the war Elfredja, trusted around court and known to have few matches in magical prowess, was almost immediately enlisted by Steele. He had a very special proposition for her; to put to use years of silently suppressing urges towards magical experimentation in service of the Empire. Thus Elfredja has been one of the leading mages advancing Steele's secret project. She has also spent the past few years placing a special emphasis on increasing magic-oriented training within Taros, and it was under her influence that elves began to be courted for the military and rounded up to be "encouraged" to attend special schools.
  = = = = =More than anything Elfredja has taken her role as an Apostle to heart, looking after her fellow Commanders and all their Legates. There hasn't been a war meeting yet that she hasn't supplied freshly cooked pastries, greeting incomers with a warm cookie and an even warmer smile. To this day she still looks up to (though has a somewhat teasing relationship with) Father Kane. She has also taken a motherly role with Octavia as she did her "father," and has a very passive aggressive rivalry with Marysa, though she claims she would be honored to take yet another young prodigy under her care. A few years ago she was surprised when Lord Taranis, of all people, was the one to come to her with such a request, asking for tutelage in the art of Anima Magic, when she had assumed he'd always follow his father in learning Light. And yet, out of all Apostles, Elfredja may be closest with fellow Dark Mage Kazuki, who is a constant supplier of both deadly toxins and beautiful bouquets in return for her giving him some stern parenting advice and checking in on his greenhouse every now and again to make sure Darcie isn't getting eaten alive.
  = = = = =Yes...hers is a very peaceful, loving life. And Elfredja doesn't take very kindly at all to anyone or anything who dares to try and interrupt it.
  
  Other
  The one who prefers spicy foods the most.
  
  

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  System
  

  Class

  
  

  ❦ Shaman ⟶ Druid ❦
  Dark: A Anima: B
  Attributes: Elven
  
  Breakdown
  Like the sweet grandma who smiles as she hands you freshly-baked cookies laced with poison or later write you out of her will, Elfredja is one scary bitch. Look at that Health! Look at that Crit! Look at that Res! Look at that Mag---! Not to mention that our girl here loves fucking with peeps, and is a Status Effect nightmare packing everything from Poison to Love. Your only hope is that she'll just...fall on her face and miss somehow. But I wouldn't count on that too much, cause even if Dark suffers in Accuracy, there's still her Anima Tomes to contend with. Luckily she is pretty damn slow (hey, wearing those cute heels on the battlefield is no small feat), so a good tactic might be to bombard her with physical hits by Resistant mageslayers before she gets a chance to retaliate. Just be careful, she is basically anti-magic yo, so go at it with mele weapons and the like. And even more careful, since if you don't kill her in one go, she can get even more bonkers.​

  
  

  Stats

  
  Health: 80/80
  ACC(^): 110 CRIT(^): 45 EVA: 30 LUCK: 30 ASS: 0 BLOK: 0
  Att(v): 1 Def(^): 3 Mag(^^): 6 Res: 5 Mov: 6 cells
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  Arsenic and Old Lace* : Defensive Dice Skill. Whenever Elfredja is physically attacked, there is a 30% chance that the attacker will become Poisoned.
  Ancient Power : Passive Skill. The Druid's Magic raises by 1 level when they’re at or below 50% of their health.
  Shadow Shield : Passive Defensive Skill. Grants the Druid a 25% of taking no damage from a magical attack.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  ❧ Apocalypse: A-Rank Dark Tome with CRITICAL attribute
  ❧ Fimbulvetr: B-Rank Anima Tome with 20% chance of inflicting Frostbite
  ❧ Naturalis: B-Rank Anima Tome with SUPERIOR attribute
  ❧ Love Toxin (3) (Causes enemy to contract Love)
  ❧ Precision Charm (Raises ACC by 20%; a gift from her kids)
  
  

  Relationships

  
  TBU
  (Legates pl0x)
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  Second Chance : Basic Skill. The first time Elfredja's HP reaches 0, she will merely flee the fight and may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  Capture : Basic Skill. Allows the Druid to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  
  

  
  
  
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  ♣ Boris Kazuki Miltiades ♣
  Commander XIII
  
  

  

  
  

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  Name
  Though his given name is Boris, he prefers those close to him to call him by his middle name, Kazuki. So don't get confused if you hear some of the other Apostles referring to him as such.
  
  Race
  Human
  
  Appearance
  6'4" Boris is a beanpole of a man; tall, thin, spry, and somehow always full of energy. His thick, light grey-brown hair always seems to be frazzled from sun exposure, not unlike his skin, which is calloused and tanned from endless days spent outside on adventures to collect specimens and cultivate his garden.
  
  Age
  39 (Born September 30th, Libra)
  
  Sex
  Male
  
  Country of Origin
  Taros (Casual Ordinist)
  
  Role/Faction
  Tarosian-Ifrinic Alliance. One of the 13 Apostles.
  
  Personality
  = = = = =INTP-A (Logician) / True Neutral. --
  
  History
  = = = = =--
  While Prince Ivan was placed in charge of tracking down the missing Prince Taran, Boris was entrusted with scouting out the long-rumored Songstress and the Assembly of Neth. Little did he know, his mission and Prince Ivan's were on course to intertwine...
  His father was loyal to the former Emperor, so he feels some duty to do the same even though his heart isn't really in it.
  The importance of bloodlines was drilled into him from an early age. It seems a long time ago they were part of a particular clan of mages who nearly were wiped out by the Oshas for being "impure." Dark magic affinity runs in the family and is their specialty.
  A true neutral in all regards, to the extent where he almost has a neurotic obsession with neutrality. Wouldn't hesitate to hinder his teammates if he thought it would bring a more neutral outcome. Because of this often sent out to work alone. He doesn't really like people much, anyways.
  Despises getting his hands dirty and bloodshed. Will only kill on direct orders, and even then only if he feels like it. Will also kill to feed his more carnivorous plants, as is nature's way.
  Disagrees with Taros expansionist policies but is too happy with his current lifestyle to do anything about it. He needs the funds he gets as a noble and an Apostle in order to produce his botany experimentations. He's also looking forward to what Neth has to offer in that regard.
  Is actually not book smart about anything but natural science. Sometimes he can barely even do basic math. He doesn't like reading, either, preferring to experiment and come to his own conclusions. Thinking of him as a brainiac is likely a mistake. He is not even a particularly careful plotter, more interested in seeing effects than planning causes.
  He is actually quite ambitious, just not in the way of some of the other Apostles. He can be quite ruthless when it comes to obtaining his goals, such as stalking whichever prey Steele has set before him. However he's a bit of a coward as well, and so he's constantly conflicted over going after what he wants and being scared to make change. The stasis of neutrality also reflects this dilemma.
  Is driven mostly by what interests him at the time.
  Has a daughter who is an aspiring Dualist who wants to be an Apostle one day. The mother was from an arranged marriage. She was quite sickly and it was thought that with all his plant knowledge he could cure her. Alas, he failed, and she passed away due to childbirth complications. Their daughter seems to be the only human being he likes, though some worry he isn't a very good father. The girl is often left alone to play with the plants...even the man-eating ones........ Still, she seems to idolize her father and shows great promise in the dark arts.
  He's the man you call when you need someone captured for others to deal with. He seems to be okay as long as he's not the one bloodying his hands. Was sent out to find the Songstress when all the hulabaloo broke out. Now he has the entire Assembly of Neth and the runaway prince to deal with.
  Actually kicked a puppy in the past. Jokes that it was his audition to become an Apostle. Otherwise he hardly seems to fit the bill with the other bloodthirsty crazies.
  He is an extremely active and spry fellow who enjoys going on hikes to commune with nature and collect samples.
  He also enjoys horseback riding, though he is notably terrible at it, and has spent many long months recovering from various horse-related injuries.
  There are plenty of rumors that he isn't fit for his position, but when it comes time to deliver, he never fails. He has yet to lose a single target....except......for that one time.....
  He'll be looking for the party in order to rescue Taran and finally take those pesky Lords in.
  
  Other
  The one with the most unsettling laugh.
  
  

  
  
  

  

  
  My darling daughter. Isn't she just the cutest? I'm sure she'll surpass me in no time at all~!
  (I would fkkn love it if someone wanted to make a character for his daughter for a Legate in which case I'll edit...but for now Dualist Darcie it is)​

  
  
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  ♣ Trapper ⟶ Botanist ♣
  Dark: A Bows: B
  
  Breakdown
  Well, unlike just about every other Apostle, Boris isn't out to kill ya. So feel blessed for that. Instead, his main focus is on trapping enemies. But even if the name of the game for Boris might be capturing, the rules of that game include a shiiit ton of Status Effects, as they bring him great joy and makes it hella easier for his to entrap peeps in his snares. While usually Flying units gain an advantage against being captured, Boris will take care of that with his Arrows.​

  
  

  Stats

  
  Health(^): 80/80
  ACC: 100 CRIT: 10 EVA(^^): 75 LUCK: 30 ASS: 0 BLOK: 0
  Att: 3 Def: 2 Mag: 3 Res: 4 Mov(^): 8 cells
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  Neutralizer* : Passive Skill. When a unit within a 2 cell radius of Boris is defeated, their attacker will also lose -20% of their HP as nonlethal dmg. This skill affects both ally and enemy so be careful.
  Dark Seed : Passive Skill. Allows various plant-based traps to be grown on soil-based terrain. Dark Seed plants can be planted from up to 3 cells away from the Botanist, thus allowing the trap to come into effect immediately on a unit already standing in the cell or remain dormant until a unit steps on the cell. Dark Seed Skills affect both ally and enemy so be careful.
  Binding Vines : Active Skill. Causes vines to erupt from the ground and bind the unit. Unmounted units are immediately captured, Mounted Units and Armored units will be prevented from movement for one turn.
  Tree Fingers : Active Skill. When used in a forest cell, trees will sprout arms and bind the unit. Unmounted units are immediately captured, Mounted Units and Armored units will be prevented from movement for one turn.
  Pods of Doom : Active Skill. Must be thrown on an empty cell. Sprouts a mushroom that causes units who step on them and all adjacent units to contract 1 of 4 status effects depending on the Pod. There are Hilarity Pods, Sleep Pods, Fear Pods, and Berserk Pods. The type of Pod being used must be explicitly stated. Pods are only activated when stepped on.
  Chrysalis : Active skill. A tough cocoon like structure of tree branches will protect a unit from harm for 3 turns, however, the unit will be incapable of movement for those 3 turns.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  ♣ Octopus Spirit Scroll: A-Rank Dark Tome with 50% chance to Blind opponent; Fatal strikes will leave opponent with 1 HP
  ♣ The Kneecapper: B-Rank Bow with AIR attribute; 25% chance of Crippling opponent
  ♣ Paralysis Toxin (3) (Causes enemy to contract Paralysis)
  ♣ Dark Seed (5)
  ♣ Dark Seed (5)
  
  

  Relationships

  
  TBU
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  Second Chance : Basic Skill. The first time Boris's HP reaches 0, he will merely flee the fight and may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  Capture : Basic Skill. Allows the Botanist to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Rope or Chain.
  Lasso : Active Skill. Allows the Trapper to use Rope or Chain as a lasso to capture any unarmored, unmounted unit without fail when standing next to the target or 1 cell away.
  Bear Trap : Active Skill. Sets down a Bear Trap on an adjacent cell. Victims that step on it receive the Cripple Status Effect. Requires the item Bear Trap to be in the Trapper’s inventory. Ineffective against Mounted and Armored units.
  Rope Trap : Active Skill. Requires 1 of either the Rope or Chain item to set up a noose trap that tightens around the ankle and pulls the victim upward and upside down to await capture when they step on the cell adjacent to the Trapper in which the trap was placed. Obviously prevents the trapped unit from taking any action and is ineffective against Mounted and Armored units. An allied infantry unit can cut them loose if they’re in an adjacent cell.
  
  

  
  
  
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  ۞ Marion Rosanette ۞
  Priestess of the Blind
  
  

  

  
  
  

  A perfect world...I can show it to you. Just promise me everlasting devotion. Obey me, even past death.

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  Name
  Due to her reputation, Marion has gained quite a number of titles. Especially since, as the years pass, the truth of her life increasingly intermingles with myth, sometimes stories about her become mixed up with long-held oral traditions; legends of dark witches and their even darker practices. Marion herself cannot keep track of all the appendages she's picked up, though the one she remains most fond of is from her days as cult leader: Priestess of the Blind.
  
  Race
  Human
  
  Appearance
  5'4" It may be strange to imagine that such a slight frame holds such immeasurable power. But that is the magic of...well, magic. To be a successful wielder, one only requires a capable mind- though many might argue that Marion lacks this quality, allowing herself to be overtaken by her arts. However, to look at the real Marion, one would never imagine the famed Priestess of Madness to be such a neat, well-kept woman. Sleek black hair is carefully monitored into a sharp bob. Clothes (often taken from her victims) are repurposed with deft hands and adorned with ruffles, laces, and jewels that lend themselves to a refined sense of practical flamboyance. Though her sight has been damaged since childhood, her eyes remain an even dark purple-blue that seem oddly focused despite their disability. Though not entirely blind, without her glasses Marion is practically so, but this suits her just fine. She'll often even remove her glasses when practicing magic, as she claims it helps her better focus on becoming one with her Queen. Overall, the effect of the woman is one of controlled confidence; a coolness of air quite different from the tales of wild insanity that surround her.
  
  Age
  33 (Born February 11th, Aquarius)
  
  Sex
  Female
  
  Country of Origin
  Aquano (Worshipper of Ysma, the Dark Queen)
  
  Role/Faction
  Priestess of Ysma. Though once head of The Order of the All-Seeing Blind, since her fall, Marion has mostly kept to herself. Her grotto is extremely difficult to find, and yet it is still occasionally visited by faithful followers, or those who wish to be imbued with the Summoner's extensive understanding of magical arts. Not all of these visitors are able to leave as simply as they arrive. Marion of course continues to worship the Dark Queen, often spending hours upon hours performing rituals that she claims help her commune with the Goddess, sometimes receiving Her Word in the shape of bizarre and seemingly nonsensical prophecies. Nevertheless, Marion attests that, sooner or later, the Word always leads to the Truth.
  
  Personality
  = = = = =INTJ-T (The Architect) / Lawful Evil. Marion was shown a vision as a young and perceptive girl. A vision of eternal beauty, something inherently impossible in a world dominated by the ravages of time.
  = = = = =Ever since, her greatest desire has been to recapture that illusory dream. To seize the beauty of the ephemeral and wed it with the immaculacy of eternity. A contradiction that has led the Summoner on an endless, untiring search. She once thought that in her Phantoms lay the answer, their ghostly forms remaining for centuries after their time. But after so many years the images, as pretty as they are, ceased to appease the relentless appetite buried deep within her, being nothing more than illusions, pale imitations of the reality she seeks to create. And so Marion has fallen into all manner of practices and experimentations. As the one "chosen" by Ysma to become Her Priestess, Marion is a genius that simply exists on a plain that mere mortals may never understand.
  = = = = =A megalomaniac, an egoist, a daring intellect- it is little wonder that she has come to simply view others as convenient shells into which she may insert her strings. A world of puppets commanded by Marion's own hands can only be the closest to perfection.
  = = = = =As one might guess, Marion highly values beauty. She becomes easily entranced by attractive youths, though once their vulnerable exterior and interior show signs of wear, she feels compelled to save them from their inescapable degradation. Unfortunately, eternal preservation has its...side effects.
  = = = = =While many call her a Necromancer, this is simply untrue. Marion has not yet mastered the art of reanimating the dead outside of her Phantoms, though she seems deeply fascinated by the practice and has performed tests as if to try and replicate it. Similarly with blood magic, which has also taken up much of her study. Though she might find someone to teach her, Marion's pride is far above someone else's mockery of what only she can turn into a true art.
  = = = = =The ultimate Dominatrix, Marion desires a type of slavery that is simply impossible. Like a parasite she wishes to inhabit another soul and make them her puppet complete. Thus the world that Marion strives for, that she so desperately desires, is a contradiction.
  = = = = =And after so many years of failure, it isn't so much of a stretch to imagine that the stress has slowly eaten away at even her lofty mind, at what little she could ever have possessed of a soul.
  
  History
  = = = = =No one is quite sure how Marion first ended up on Aquano's shores, but it is certain that she is not native born. Though she claims the islands as her home and birthplace- and is angered by any assumption to the contrary -she possesses a certain foreign quality betrayed, at times, in the slightest of moments. But as certain as Marion was not born in Aquano, she has become a part of the land, engulfed by its caverns, grown over with jungle and the islands' mystic aura more than some who have claimed them their entire lives.
  = = = = =The most popular theory is that Marion came from a gang of pirates that were notoriously attacking the northern island some 30 years ago. Her manners of speech and clothing preferences allude to a history with the hated pillagers, though even accepting that pirate blood does run in her veins, it is still unclear how deep. Whether Marion was born abroad or on the seas, or from a union between a pirate who became a bit too close to one of the natives, or simply from a forced union with a slave...the answer may remain locked forever.
  = = = = =What is better known in Marion's narrative is the tragedy that befell her as a young girl, setting into motion the path that would shape her life. Though circumstances do differ depending on the teller, all versions lead to the conclusive fact that, at just 9 years old, Marion was involved in an accident that caused her to begin to lose her sight.
  = = = = =Coming from a Siet background, Marion realized that, once blind, she would never behold the sacred tablets of her religion. Guarding a religious calling so strong for one so young, she demanded (or, in some versions, piously prayed) to see at least those temples in Aquano before her eyes became useless.
  = = = = =Though certainly she would have been warned against such efforts, knowing that at most she would only be able to glimpse insight into the fires of Ifrin and the darkness of Ysma, and her training would therefore remain forever incomplete, the girl was unconsolable. It is often told that in sheer defiance she snuck away to The Dark Queen's Depths, unaware of the dangers in accessing the ensconced temple, especially so late at night.
  = = = = =But Marion was able to somehow survive the experience, emerging at the break of dawn. But who came forth from that eternal black was not a petulant child, but one whose dying eyes had been blinded by a final blaze of the brightest light. "Even if my vision was perfectly healthy, I have no need to ever see again," she is often attributed to saying, "I was shown the Way in the Dark Tablet. I know the Answers and my Path."
  = = = = =Miraculously, if not ironically, whatever affliction had been ransacking her stopped soon after. Though still left with terrible eyesight, Marion continues, to this day, to live in a world of colors and shapes, though she often closes her eyes to them in order to embrace the clarity of that faraway night.
  = = = = =After this incident Marion's life becomes much better documented. We know, for instance, that she traveled to Aquano's capital in Moi'Wahine and became apprenticed under a successful Summoner from Ifrin. This man had ended up in Aquano at the end of his own Siet pilgrimage and, fascinated by the culture and magical practices he found on the islands, never left. Marion somehow so impressed this respected mage that he took her under his wing, teaching her literacy and granting her access to an impressive collection of magic-related texts. Marion became quite the scholar as well as a incredibly practiced in the ways of magic. Tales of her many benevolent exploits during this period are often cited by her proponents, though one must realize that she couldn't have been more than a young teen when such "miracles" came about, and, as much of Marion's life, the truth remains ill documented.
  = = = = =Once able to read, Marion consumed texts at such a voracious rate that her master was worried she'd kill the little sight she had left. Thus she was fitted with specially manufactured glasses to help her in everyday life, and it is very likely that she never gave in to the self-blinding of so many of her followers precisely because of her enjoyment of study.
  = = = = =In this heavy period of reading, Marion is typically attributed with seeming to be in constant search of something, though what that something was none can say. Whatever it was, she never found it. While eventually she graduated and became an acclaimed Summoner in her own right, one could tell that her heart had separated from her craft. The relationship between the young woman and her master also deteriorated, with many arguments often held like staged plays in highly public locations. Her mentor seemed distraught, accusing his pupil of strange practices and having an unhealthy relationship to the Phantoms a Summoner commands. For Marion's part, it was obvious that there was something missing. Though she could perform her art perfectly well, there was always a certain gleam in her eye. The shine of a huntress who is not satisfied until she has bagged the most glorious prey.
  = = = = =Marion's obsession with Ysma was also a point of contention.
  = = = = =As a devout Siet, her master practically begged his student to visit the other temples, but Marion refused. And as her affinity to Dark magic was so undeniably great, it seems that, in the end, her master surrendered to his student's genius, and could no longer deny her. On good days, the two just avoided the topic of religion altogether.
  = = = = =After Marion's "graduation," or, as some would say, master and pupil's "breakup," that was all to change.
  = = = = =Starting in the larger settlements on Moi'Wahine, Marion began to pull in followers. She used her power as a platform, revealing the trial of her childhood, and how Ysma had taken pity on a blinded girl to show her the truth of all things hidden in the dark. In many of these settlements, Marion's heretical preaching was unwelcome, and she was constantly chased from village to village. None could touch the woman, however. Her command of her magic and Phantoms made her an undefeatable foe.
  = = = = =Still, the mere 18 year old's hypnotic charisma was undeniable. Though ostracized and ignored, in just under a single year the new graduate was still able to build herself a small empire of followers, and for 10 years after they relished in a reign of terror. Eventually Marion and her devotees fled to the jungle, creating a paradise-like theocracy by the name The Order of the All-Seeing Blind. Marion, as their High Priestess, became something of a Queen. Other Ysma worshippers eventually caught wind of the cult and through a series of encounters Marion's followers grew in strength and size and power.
  = = = = =People who wandered too far into the jungle would go missing, and then there were those who were taken right from their very homes. But Marion was a careful tactician, extremely particular about the nature of her sacrifices. Those chosen had to posses a certain quality of beauty, but also a level of unimportance to the world that they would not be so missed as to garner too much negative attention from the other tribes. Those few that did try and overtake The Order were decimated, only a handful left alive to tell tales of a dark heart in the jungle from which all evil emanated. These stories, whether true or exaggerated, were enough to leave the cult in relative peace. Besides, hidden as they were, The Order was never easy to locate, and as much of a hindrance they posed, it was much easier to let them do as they pleased than wage a war. Especially with the ever-looming threat of foreign invasion from bothersome pirates and militant Tarosians foremost in many Aquani leaders' thoughts.
  = = = = =However, even at the zenith of all this power, Marion remained strangely astute. Reportedly she would keep to herself, in constant commune with the Dark Queen. She grew weary of outsiders, sometimes even described as "paranoid" by her detractors. Though we must also recognize Marion's youth at this time, and the success at which she turned an offshoot, heretical belief into an effective army of worshippers. From what we know, life in The Order wasn't bad, either, as they were well-managed and given plenty of amenities. Marion, for her possible faults, is certainly brilliant, after all, so it is not a stretch to imagine her being well-versed in the workings of civilization through her extensive readings.
  = = = = =Marion's most trusted followers in The Order were given the names Unseeing Eyes, and of these there were 3, though only 1, of course, is famous enough to be known by name. This is Amafeo, Marion's favored follower who was, for much of her reign, under her complete control. As for the practices of the Eyes, we know that Marion often referred to them as her "puppets," and they were all especially devoted to her. While a graduation ritual requiring self-blinding was practiced by The Order, only the Unseeing Eyes completely removed their useless oculus, replacing them with ones of glass which Marion called the most beautiful thing of all. She obsessed over the Eyes, and was as fond of them as a child playing dress-up with dolls.
  = = = = =And yet, Amafeo betrayed her.
  = = = = =What caused the sudden change of heart, like so many things about the elusive Priestess, we outsiders may never know. But he was able to successfully turn The Order against her. Marion has been accused of many things: cannibalistic practices, grotesque paraphilia, and using her followers for the sake of magical experimentation. While it is true that The Order was certainly indulging in sacrificial practices- of humans, Laguz, Branded, and, considered to be the highest of all offerings, Manaketes -the exact nature of these rituals and the ultimate fate of the bodies remains in speculation.
  = = = = =With her followers turned on her, however, the Summoner was chased far into the jungle deep. No one, of course, could kill her, and many suspect that she still remains in practice to this day. Since Amafeo and the other Eyes were presumably killed in the battle, The Order once more split up, dissolving into the many sects it once was. Their reign of terror had finally come to an end.
  = = = = =Marion and her "evil" practices became something of a modern-day myth that is so twisted by oral legends that it is nearly impossible to distinguish fiction from truth.
  = = = = =And yet, in a grotto not so far from Hale Ali, a dark young woman continues even darker practices. She has made the ancient cave a proper home, outfitted with stacks of manuscripts keeping her up-to-date on new discoveries in magical practices. These days she is hardly ever looked at twice when going into the city to procure her texts. There is even an altar, complete with an entire humanoid skeleton. the skull of which seems to be a highly prized item lovingly painted and etched with mystic symbols.
  = = = = =Here the Summoner continues her work, continuously searching for that unattainable world and those perfect visions that have haunted her since childhood.
  = = = = =And it is here that Marion received a prophecy from her Queen. A prophecy telling her of the Veils of Light, messengers come from another world across the sea to the shores of Satrella. A prophecy promising Marion that if she finds these Veils and sacrifices them to the Queen of Eternal Dark, then she will finally have her answer, and the perfect, beautiful slaves she has been always waiting for.
  
  Other
  The best at sewing.
  
  

  ​

  
  
  System
  

  Class

  
  

  ۞ Shaman ⟶ Summoner ۞
  Dark: B | Staves: A
  
  Breakdown
  Marion is kind of terrifying (and not just because she kills people to collect their eyes and turn them into dolls). Her only real weakness is her terrible Defense, but for those trying to get in close she's going to make it as difficult as possible using her Phantoms, Body Guard, and nasty long-range Dark Magic which only gets nastier the more damage she takes. Not to mention even if you do actually get to her she is one slippery snake with a wicked EVA. The trick to taking her down is to get in close; thanks to her slightly lower Movement, it is possible to corner her. Just be wary of her Staves, which cause Status Effects, and to make sure you bring enough back-up to take out her guard detail and account for multiple possible misses (thankfully she is likely to miss just as often). Psychologically she also has many exploitable weaknesses, though trying to get on her 'good' side might come with its own less-than-savory side effects, as Marion is always looking to add to her collection...
  ​

  Stats

  
  Health: 60/60
  ACC: 100 CRIT: 25 EVA(^^): 50 LUCK: 40 ASS: 0 BLOK: 0
  Att: 1 Def: 2 Mag(^^): 5 Res: 5 Mov: 6 cells
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  Master Puppeteer* : Active Skill. Allows Marion to "Partner Up" with her Summons regardless of distance.
  Ancient Power : Passive Skill. The Shaman’s Magic raises by one level when they’re at or below 50% of their health.
  Summon Phantom : Summon Skill. Summons a Phantom to fight. Phantoms acts as another Unit controlled by the player. Depending on the type of weapon the Phantom is using, the Phantom will take on the basic aspects of a specific class including their skills and rolling bonuses, however they are only allowed to use their explicitly listed weapon discipline even if the class they’re based off uses multiple weapons. A Phantom’s weapon rank will be equivalent to the Summoner’s Staff weapon rank. The Summoner can only summon 1 Phantom at a time. Yes, these Phantoms look like ghostly versions of the canon Fire Emblem characters they're named after. Similar to Fates, the tales of these heroes are considered to be folklore and nothing more. Requires a Legendary Tome to use.
  
  

  • Sword Phantom: Marth the Hero King (Hero Branch, Hero class)
  • Lance Phantom: Ephraim the King of Renais (Knight Branch, Halberdier class)
  • Axe Phantom: Hector the Marquess of Ostia (Knight Branch, Great Knight class)
  • Hidden Weapon Phantom: Sothe of the Dawn Brigade (Delinquent Branch, Trickster class)
  • Bow Phantom: Takumi, Prince of Hoshido (Archer Branch, Sniper class)
  • Light Phantom: Micaiah the Silver Haired Maiden (Healing Branch, Bishop class)
  • Anima Phantom: Celica, Princess of Zofia (Magic Branch, Sage class)
  • Dark Phantom: Tharja, the Grim Stalker (Magic Branch, Druid class)

  
  

  Marth

  
  

  

  Health: 85/85
  ACC: 115 CRIT: 10 EVA: 50 LUCK: 20 ASS: 0 BLOK: 0
  Att: 4 Def: 4 Mag: 2 Res: 3 Mov: 6 cells
  
  

  • Bash: Offensive Die Skill with a 40% chance of triggering. Lands a powerful attack to the head of an opponent with the hilt of a blade, stunning them and preventing them from counter attacking on their next turn. If triggered on a Mounted Unit, it will cause the Dismounted Status Effect. ARMOR Units are immune to this Skill.
  • Shield Throw: Active skill. Marth Captain America someone's bitch ass with a shield throw, which has a range of 1 cell. Roll like regular to determine if the hit landed and how much damage you can do like regular. Critical hits can land but this attack is non-lethal. When used, the Shield Throw skill can only land once.
  • Capture: Basic Skill. Allows Marth to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.

  Ephraim

  
  

  

  Health: 60/60
  ACC: 100 CRIT: 25 EVA: 55 LUCK: 5 ASS: 10 BLOK: 0
  Att: 5 Def: 3 Mag: 1 Res: 2 Mov: 6 cells
  
  

  • Pierce: Offensive Die Skill with a 30% chance of triggering. Ignores the Defense of an opponent. If triggered, re-calculate damage output by setting the opponent’s Defense value to 1 for one hit.
  • Superior Spear: Passive Skill. +10% ACC and EVA when facing a Lance wielding opponent.
  • Capture: Basic Skill. Allows Ephraim to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.

  Hector

  
  

  

  Health: 100/100
  ACC: 100 CRIT: 10 EVA: 45 LUCK: 5 ASS: 10 BLOK: 25
  Att: 3 Def: 5 Mag: 1 Res: 2 Mov: 7 cells
  
  BEAST and ARMOR attributes
  
  

  • Chivalry: A passive skill that raises Defense by one level when the Cavalier is carrying another unit at the cost of -15% EVA
  • Trample: Offensive Die Skill with a 15% chance of triggers. Causes the Cripple effect to opponents when attacking.
  • Rescue: Basic Skill. Allows Hector to carry an infantry unit on his mount and protect them from further harm.

  Sothe

  
  

  

  Health: 50/50
  ACC: 100 CRIT: 10 EVA: 70 LUCK: 15 ASS: 0 BLOK: 0
  Att: 3 Def: 2 Mag: 2 Res: 3 Mov: 8 cells
  
  

  • Pick: Active Skill. Allows Sothe to use a Lockpick on doors and chests.
  • Eagle Eye: Passive Skill. Gives Sothe increased visibility in the dark or fog. All traps and invisible opponents within 4 cells of Sothe's range will also become visible.
  • Steal: Active Skill. Allows Sothe to steal anything that isn't a weapon from another unit.
  • U-Turn: Active Skill. When used, Sothe can attack whoever is within his range and then retreat back to the cell he was previously standing on. However, when using this skill, Sothe cannot make a critical attack and he must still roll to determine if the hit landed or not.
  • Capture: Basic Skill. Allows Sothe to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.

  Takumi

  
  

  

  Health: 60/60
  ACC: 125 CRIT: 10 EVA: 15 LUCK: 5 ASS: 10 BLOK: 0
  Att: 5 Def: 2 Mag: 2 Res: 3 Mov: 6 cells
  
  

  • Gotta Run: Passive Skill. If the 1st close ranged attack on the Archer misses, the second one will miss as well.
  • Lethality: Offensive Die Skill with a 15% chance of triggering. Instantly kills the target.
  • Capture: Basic Skill. Allows Takumi to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.

  Micaiah

  
  

  

  Health: 55/55
  ACC: 100 CRIT: 10 EVA: 40 LUCK: 35 ASS: 20 BLOK: 0
  Att: 1 Def: 2 Mag: 5 Res: 4 Mov: 6 cells
  
  

  • Vigilance: Passive Skill. Micaiah will automatically perform an assist and heal allies they're partnered with no matter what their health is at, so long as they are injured and she is equipped with a healing staff.
  • Smite: A passive skill that grants +20% CRIT when fighting members of the Monster Branch.
  • Capture: Basic Skill. Allows Micaiah to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.

  Celica

  
  

  

  Health: 60/60
  ACC: 110 CRIT: 10 EVA: 45 LUCK: 30 ASS: 0 BLOK: 0
  Att: 1 Def: 1 Mag: 5 Res: 4 Mov: 7 cells
  
  

  • Basic Warding: Passive Skill. 20 damage deflected from incoming magic damage when the mage is below 50% health.
  • Flare: Offensive Die Skill with a 30% chance of triggering. Ignores the enemy's Resistance. Set enemy Resistance = 1 if this skill is triggered and repost the new damage result after rolling.
  • Capture: Basic Skill. Allows Celica to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.

  Tharja

  
  

  

  Health: 80/80
  ACC: 100 CRIT: 35 EVA: 30 LUCK: 30 ASS: 0 BLOK: 0
  Att: 1 Def: 2 Mag: 4 Res: 5 Mov: 6 cells
  
  

  • Ancient Power: Passive Skill. Tharja's Magic raises by 1 level when she's at or below 50% of their health.
  • Shadow Shield: Passive Defensive Skill. Grants Tharja a 25% of taking no damage from a magical attack.
  • Capture: Basic Skill. Allows Tharja to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.

  
  
  

  Inventory

  
  ۞ Eclipse: B-Rank Dark tome with SUPER LONG RANGE attribute (10 cells)
  ۞ Warp: A-Rank Stave with SUPER LONG RANGE attribute (15 cells)
  ۞ Berserk: B-Rank Stave with SUPER LONG RANGE attribute (15 cells)
  ۞ Blood Charm (Raises CRIT by 20%)
  ۞ Legendary Tome (Allows Marion to Summon Phantoms)
  
  

  Relationships

  
  TBU
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  Second Chance : Basic Skill. The first time Marion's HP reaches 0, she will merely flee the fight and may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  Capture : Basic Skill. Allows the Summoner to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  
  

  
  
  
• 
  
  

  ☬ Konara Takagi ☬
  Fallen Angel
  
  

  

  
  ​

  A doll has no need for feelings or thoughts. All it needs are strings and a skilled puppeteer. That is my fate, as Marion's Marionette.​

  
  Name
  Konara is named after the 'Konara Oak,' a variety of oak tree whose leaves produce a film when they first bud, making them appear silver in spring and golden in the fall like Konara's own coloring. Oak trees are also noted for their wood's strength and resilience.
  
  Race
  Human.
  
  Appearance
  6'1" Tall, lean, and graceful, Konara is the very image of the Amazonian. On top of her considerable height, she boasts powerful, sculpted muscles that have been seasoned by years of battle. Her long, thick hair is a silvery ash-blonde that catches sunlight in dazzling reflections. Her amber eyes are like vapid pools, showing an endless depth at the bottom of which lies a soul long locked away. Her face is broad but with features evenly placed, leaving an overall impression of almost goddess-like allure that is only heightened by the aura of desperation that surrounds her. Though Konara used to dress rather plainly and practically following her entrance into the Tarosian military, after falling into Marion's service she has been garbed in all manner of fanciful clothes, the Summoner keen on maximizing her favorite new toy's beauty.
  
  Age
  31 (Born April 19th, Aries)
  
  Sex
  Female
  
  Country of Origin
  Taros (Devout Ordinist turned Faithless)
  
  Role/Faction
  None. Although once a renowned warrior with ties to the Tarosian military, even trailed by rumors of a potential promotion to usurp one of the 13 Apostles, for the past 2 years Konara has been "bodyguard" to a different master: Marion Rosanette. She is staunchly loyal to the Summoner, though it remains unclear whether this undying devotion stems from Konara's personal feelings, or if she has just given herself completely to Marion's control, becoming nothing more than a puppet who will obey the pull of its strings.
  
  Personality
  = = = = =INFJ-T (The Advocate) / Lawful Neutral. Although she has led a long life, by this time Konara has completely receded into herself, her face little better than a painted mask over an empty casket. Like a doll she is stoic, even serene, betraying nothing of the emotions that for so many years have haunted and tormented her. A marionette without feelings of remorse, without guilt, without even culpability, she continues to dance to the rhythm of Marion's instructions, and perhaps can even find something like contentment this way. Freed from the burden of an emotive soul, she has been lifted from her pain. Or at least allowed to take shelter from it.
  = = = = =For Konara's life has been shadowed by tragedy, by missteps, by misdemeanors, by regrets. She sees herself as fallen; an impure and discarded doll beyond saving, beyond love, who only the darkness can find use for. She holds a great deal of anguish in her heart, and despite the clarity with which she wields her blade in Marion's name, it seems that, even now, deep inside the doll has given up on life.
  
  History
  = = = = =Born to Koujaku and Natsumeya Takagi (heads of the impressive Happy Tree Company), Konara might have had a smooth and easy path before her. Unfortunately, luck has never been much in the woman's favor, and misfortune follows her every step.
  = = = = =Despite the Takagis' efforts to raise their eldest son Namiki into a proper heir, it became apparent that of the two scions Konara was the one with more spirit and grit. But instead of using her strength for the good of her family like her brother, Konara was rebellious, constantly refusing her mother's teachings and care. Koujaku, unable to keep her daughter under her control, grew frustrated, angry, and ultimately bitter, forming a wide chasm between the two that would never be bridged. As such Konara became a "daddy's girl," always running to Natsumeya for comfort.
  = = = = =Koujaku suffered in silence, her daughter's unwillingness to accept her turning to poison. And so, when Konara was only 12, Koujaku hired the Mercenary Ceres to take her with him on his travels and teach her the ways of the sword. Though perhaps the military might have been a better fit, Koujaku wanted Konara to be as far away as possible, essentially exiling her from the Capital.
  = = = = =Fortunately Ceres proved to be a benevolent and effective tutor, imparting to his ward a discipline and skill that transform the spoiled girl into a worthy Mercenary. Unfortunately, their fruitful partnership was not meant to last. What should have been a simple encounter with the Quazzam escalated into a skirmish. Ceres was killed and Konara fled, eventually finding her way back home and carrying with her seeds of racist distrust and a broken heart.
  = = = = =By this time Konara was 15 and had blossomed into a beautiful and capable young woman. However, her parents' divide had only grown in her years of absence, and with her unexpected return Konara was once more caught in the midst of their estrangement. Distraught over the stress of dealing with them and the death of her beloved mentor, Konara found solace and sanctimony within the Church. She became a devout Ordinist, spending much of her days in prayer, if only to have an excuse to escape the gloom and turmoil of the family estate.
  = = = = =Ever the pragmatist, Koujaku was unamused by her daughter's sudden religious fervor. Seeing in Konara's mercenary skills a potential tool, her mother sent her away once more, this time on a series of missions to help protect Happy Tree caravans traveling through Ifrin. The wagons were under continuous attack by tribes and bandits, making trade next to impossible. Fueled by her devotion to Ord and a hatred of Siets and non-humans, Konara established herself as a fierce fighter, her name becoming drenched in blood. Because of her guardianship, would-be attackers were eventually deterred from going after Happy Tree Company property, and she returned to Taros more quickly with every triumph.
  = = = = =These returns were the only times Konara could really looking forward to coming home, welcomed by her parents' pride and a sense of self-fulfillment. She began to enjoy life in the Capital, feeling that through her crusades Ceres' spirit could be laid to rest. Wanting to move into a new period of her life, Konara became aware of worldly pleasures, using her newfound success and earnings to indulge now and again. She still remained stout in her faith, and so saw no issue with this rediscovered liberality, despite the tensions her "loose morals" occasionally stirred up at home.
  = = = = =However, life couldn't be too peaceful for long. Just a few months after the end of her last Ifrin exploit, a terrible scandal struck the family. To this day no outsider has been able to grasp the finer details, but for months no Takagi left the estate save for Namiki, who was already engaged at the time and had to manage nearly the entire company on his own. In the aftermath Koujaku grew once more cold, Konara even more drawn to Ord's Church, and Natsumeya became a complete recluse, never to set foot outside again. And soon afterwards, Azusa, so much younger than his elder siblings, was born. Konara instantly fell in love with the wide-eyed child, doting on her younger brother in hopes of keeping him away from his poisonous parents and the pain she felt they would surely cause him. However, Koujaku, worried about her daughter's "bad influence," did everything in her power to keep the siblings apart.
  = = = = =Despite this tremorous time, Happy Tree Company continued to thrive. For a time the penitent Konara seemed to give into her mother's wishes and actively worked for the company. Rumors started to circle about the mysterious misfortunes that would befall Happy Tree's competitors. People would go missing, inventory would be destroyed. Vandalism was rampant. And yet, no one could trace anything back to the company painted with the broadly smiling tree, seeming all the greener for the money that continued to burst from its branches.
  = = = = =By the time she was 21 Konara finally left the estate. The Takagis had more than proven themselves as capable merchants and were wealthier than even some nobility because of it. Still, they struggled to enter higher circles, the same nobles that scorned Koujaku's family because of their squandered fortune, and viewed the Takagi's as little better than criminal opportunists. Not everyone felt this way, however, including the Lucretia family and their young heir, Consus. As another devoted Ordinist, Consus agreed to marry Konara, and despite its purely political beginnings, the match turned out to be one made in Heaven.
  = = = = =Consus was a kind and loving gentleman. Heavily involved in Tarosian law and investigations, he took his work seriously and strove to provide his people with a world they needn't fear and could expect fair and equal judgement from. Likewise he came to fawn over his wife, opening her up slowly but surely until she had regained much of her spirit, and the two fell deeply in love. He called Konara his "angel," gifting her an Angelic Shield that was his own family's sacred heirloom. They would often dream about the afterlife together where they would fight side by side for Ord and the greater good.
  = = = = =It seemed that at last Konara had a chance to heal, to live a healthy life.
  = = = = =And she wanted to use this chance to save Azusa.
  = = = = =For years she fought bitterly for custody of her brother. The Takagis, though skillfully managing their empire, were not fit as parents. Even Azusa's education seemed to go by the wayside, and Konara was greatly distressed by his apparent neglect. However, as wealthy and prominent as they were, and with an outward shining record, there was nothing to prove that the Takagis could not take care of their son.
  = = = = =Consus decided to take matters into his own hands, seeing how important it was to his wife. He probed into the many strange and sometimes dark rumors circling Happy Tree Company. And all the while Konara watched, knowing the dark vertex that her husband was growing ever-closer to day by day, unsure how to react.
  = = = = =Consus had made her feel loved, truly loved, for the first time in her life. But the secrets he was so close to uncovering could potentially undo all their happy years of marriage. And with Taros becoming stricter and more militarized under Dictator-Emperor Steele's iron fist, those secrets would have been her undoing.
  = = = = =Ultimately, Konara decided that it didn't matter. If she could leave the world knowing that her brother was safe in her husband's hands, then she could face whatever consequence, hoping at last to be reprieved from her unnamed sins.
  = = = = =Of course, even that simple wish was ignored. Consus disappeared and his wife fell terribly ill. Though she eventually recovered, a part of her remained sick for the rest of her life. As soon as she was healthy enough to walk, Konara went straight to enlist in the Tarosian military.
  = = = = =For the next 5 years she threw herself into the fray of battle. Working her way through the ranks, Konara was recognized as a force to be reckoned with, winning honors as she decimated Taros's foes. When full-on war finally broke out it meant little to her other than more people on whom to bloody her hands. Konara was among the forces that first invaded Imperos, gazing upon the utter decimation through uncaring eyes.
  = = = = =It was said that the giant woman had a death wish that none was strong enough to fulfill.
  = = = = =It was said that she was in line to become an Apostle.
  = = = = =This didn't sit well with the Apostle she was rumored to replace, and so she was taken aside one day and told that Emperor-Dictator Steele himself had entrusted her with a secret mission. She was to travel all the way to Aquano to assassinate Queen Kalani as a declaration of war. Even though it was an obvious trap, likely having nothing to do with the Emperor, Konara mindlessly agreed.
  = = = = =It was a suicide mission.
  = = = = =On her way to Hale Ali, however, the Crusader became dreadfully lost in the thick jungle. After days of going around in circles she thought that, at last, her body might collapse into everlasting sleep. Instead, she stumbled upon a deep, dark cave...and the even darker woman who live there.
  = = = = =Marion immediately tried to kill Konara, thinking of the strong, beautiful woman as the perfect sacrifice. However, she survived the Summoner's attack thanks to her Angelic Shield and the "Takagi Family Blessing," said to provide everyone in the bloodline with an unusually high resistance to magic. Close enough to death that one more blast would have killed her, Konara begged Marion to end her life. However this only incited the Summoner's curiosity, and she decided to spare the Crusader and take her on as a bodyguard instead.
  = = = = =Marion offered a new existence to the woman who wanted to obliterate the one she had suffered from for so long. And Konara, sensing something of a kindred spirit in the fallen Priestess of the Blind, soon found herself trapped under her spell. Though little better than a prisoner at first, an unwilling slave to the Summoner's experimentations, eventually she submitted to Marion's full control, and now is her loyal servant who would follow her to the ends of the world.
  
  Other
  The least likely to laugh.
  
  

  
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  System
  

  Class

  
  

  ☬ Mercenary ⟶ Crusader ☬
  Swords: A | Staves: B
  
  Breakdown
  Konara is at her scariest when working with Marion. Separate the two and...well, she's still pretty scary. Her primary goal is defending Marion and she is quite the effective tank, being able to stand up to both Attack and Magic. The fact that she slowly gets more dangerous the more damage she takes is something else to consider. In all truth, the easiest way to put her out of commission would be to use a Status Effect; anything that causes Berserk could double in helping to take down Marion, who will certainly be lurking nearby. Otherwise it's best to surround her and try and take her down before she has a turn to retaliate. Remember that Marion's Phantom will also be helping Konara in defending the Dark Priestess. Another way that could be effective in subduing this "gentle" giant is to try and talk her down, especially if her brother is about. It's very possible that there is still some remnants of humanity left somewhere in her core....​

  
  

  Stats

  
  Health: 90/90
  ACC(^): 120 CRIT(^): 20 EVA: 45 LUCK: 30 ACC: 0 BLOK: 10
  Att: 4 Def(^): 4 Mag: 3 Res(^): 5 Mov: 6 cells
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  Broken Marionette's Curse* : Passive Skill. Once Marion hits 50% of her Health, all damage against her will re-direct towards Konara instead until the Crusader is dead. This counts as sustaining damage.
  Bash : Offensive Die Skill. Has a 33% chance to land a powerful attack to the head of an opponent with the hilt of a blade, stunning them and preventing them from counter attacking on their next turn. Now works on Mounted and ARMOR Units.
  Faith : Passive Skill. Makes ACC, CRIT, LUCK and EVA increase by 5% each time the Crusader sustains damage. ACC caps at 150%, all others cap at 50%.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  ☬ Brave Sword: A-Ranked sword with BRAVE attribute (Can attack two enemies per turn)
  ☬ Physic (C-Rank stave with Super Long Range Attribute; Heals 40+Mag*10)
  ☬ Elixir (3) (Heals fully)
  ☬ Chains (3)
  ☬ Angelic Shield (Permanently raises Defense by 1 level; a memento)
  
  

  Relationships

  
  TBU
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  Second Chance : Basic Skill. The first time Konara's HP reaches 0, she will merely flee the fight and may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  Capture : Basic Skill. Allows the Crusader to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  
  

  
  
  

 

[KageYuuki]

Kage's Bosses

• Khashin
• Character's First Name

• 
  
  Name: Khashin Highwind
  
  Race: Human
  
  Appearance:
  
  Standing at an even 6 feet tall, Khashin is a woman with an intimidating build. Very little escapes the gaze of her fierce, dark eyes and nothing seems to faze the experienced warrior. Function over form dictates her appearance, her armor comfortable, protective, and not all that eye-catching.
  
  Age: 42 - October 8th
  
  Sex: Female
  
  Country of Origin: Taros
  
  Faction: The Rising Sun | Mercenary
  
  Personality
  
  Backstory
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  Class

  
  
  Gladiator
  Axes: A Gauntlets: C
  Attributes:
  Just because she doesn't have Nova anymore doesn't make Khashin any less of a force to be reckoned with. Her sheer strength and skill with an axe lets her carve through the battlefield like nothing ever changed.
  
  

  Stats

  
  
  Health: 90/90
  ACC(+20): 120 CRIT: 10 EVA: 45 LUCK: 25 ASS: 15 BLOK: 0
  Att: 4 Def: 4 Mag: 1 Res: 3 Mov: 6
  
  I'd distribute the ten non-rolling points buuut... Gladi stats still need to be updated in the glossary.
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  
  Custom Skill*:
  
  Shove: An active skill that pushes an enemy backward one cell when attacked by the Fighter. ARMOR units and mounted units are immune to this attack. Units shoved by the Gladiator will contract the Fear status effect.
  
  Showtime: A passive skill that increases the Gladiator’s Attack and Defense by one level when they’re at or under 50% of their health.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  
  1. Titanium Axe
  2. Killing Claws (Critical)
  3. Elixer(3)
  4.
  5.
  
  

  Relationships

  
  
  Name: Rank
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  
  Second Chance: Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  
  Capture: Basic Skill. Allows the unit to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  
  

  
  
  
• 
  
  Name
  
  Race: Elf
  
  Appearance:
  
  
  Age: 36, April 2nd
  
  Sex: Male
  
  Country of Origin: Taros
  
  Faction: The Rising Sun
  
  Personality
  
  Backstory
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  Class

  
  
  Oni Savage
  Axes: D Anima: E
  Attributes: ELVEN
  (Insert description here)
  
  

  Stats

  
  
  Health: 70/70
  ACC: 100 CRIT: 20 EVA: 40 LUCK: 5 ASS: 20 BLOK: 0
  Att: 9 Def: 6 Mag: 6 Res: 11 Mov: 5
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  
  Custom Skill*:
  
  Blunt Force Trauma: A passive skill. Oni Savages gain +2 attack and +10% ACC when wielding a club or hammer as opposed to an axe.
  
  Power Shift: An active/die skill. For the price of half their health, Oni Savages can channel their Attack stat into their Magic stat and vice versa. The amount channeled decreases by 3 per turn. Base chance of 10% to inflict the Berserk status effect on the user that doubles every time Power Shift is used in the same battle.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  
  1.
  2.
  3.
  4.
  5.
  
  

  Relationships

  
  
  Name: Rank
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  
  Second Chance: Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  
  Capture: Basic Skill. Allows the unit to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  

  
  
  

 

[Orikanyo]

Oris unrecruitables Characters

• Horace the Mighty

• 
  
  Name
  Horace T Mighty
  
  Race
  Human
  
  Appearance
  
  
  
  
  An absolute monster of a man he stands a good solid height of "tallerthanyou" and has the muscle to fill it in, standing far much taller than his most beloved little lamb. His intimidating aura and near permanent scowl dissuade all but the most oblivious or stern folk from speaking against him and his loud boisterous voice carries impossibly well. It is not fully known where he collected the helm he wears atop of his head, the alabaster white bones stretching far back with his long brown mane extending to his lower back. His soft red furred cloak was a gift from a dear friend of his, the whorls of crimson are almost sinfully soft and incredably warm, paired with the body heat the man gives off he can weather even the coldest of climes.
  
  His shoulder armor also are quite hardy and almost form up like a barrier against attacks towards his head, though oddly it almost looks as if somebody small could almost.. Sit atop of his shoulders rather comfortably... But who would dare approach such a beast of a man with such intentions?
  
  Age
  37 years old.
  Born August 18
  
  Sex
  Male
  
  Country of Origin
  Wyndian
  
  Faction
  None, but no one will damn well hurt his family and god help them if they do. Though he mostly does what Rhae tells him, she is quite smart you know, and if that means occasionally going out and mopping the floor with some poor man's head thats fine enough, as long as he's back home so he can read the kid's a story before bed. And to make certain they brush their teeth, also wash their faces, and if they get nightmares and need to sleep with them he couldn't dare not be there for that! And what if they need one of their teddy bear's fixed!? or they don't eat dinner? or if they get sick!?!
  
  He couldn't bare the thought.
  
  Personality
  A boisterous and loud man, his voice could be heard long before anyone could see him. Before he became a family man he was a savage bandit who was known throughout most the land for his destructive behavior and great strength. He gathered many a follower to add their arms to his warband, and together they rampaged and raided all they could in their quest for glory and gold! But those days are long gone now, and while the ferocity and strength are still there within the large man, and not quite hidden. Married life may have slowed him down and awakened a coddling and extremely loving side that one might even be hesitant to call "dog-like" in how much he truly cares for his family.
  
  He feels he has changed for the better, and even though they occasionally go out to "Stretch their legs" as it were he still feels his family is beyond the most important part of his life, and shares a love for his wife that truly cannot be measured. He also still keeps tabs with his old bandit group, whom have, like their old leader, turned to more of a mercenary company of sorts, occasionally popping in to visit their old leader and see the kids, whom have grown mighty popular among-st them all.
  
  Though out of the two, it is Horace who is the one who coddles and spoils the kids the most, the immense beast of a man turning into putty under the whims and smiles of his kids. he also has turned to writing, his stories becoming extremely popular in certain circles, and he allows Rhae to be the one to have the first "taste" of his material... Though the nature of the books tend to be fantastical and occasionally coming from the experiences the two have....
  
  Shared together.
  
  Backstory
  In truth, Horace doesn't remember his parents, left outside an orphanage the child had to grow up under the terrible treatment of the owner of the house. Beatings, starvation, yelling at him for simple accidents, blind hatred for a child that knows no better... It was no wonder that he ran away at the age of 9. But he found the world was no kinder a place, forced to steal, fight and even kill for his next meal. Occasionally living off the pity of passers bys, some days fighting over the smallest crumbs of bread.
  
  But he managed to survive, living in the streets and occasionally daring to venture out into the wilds to hunt for what he could. he thought of nobody but himself, for nothing but his next meal and just how he was going to eat tomorrow. He carved his path by blood, sweat and tears, cold nights and whatever he could steal were his comfort, the unfair world around him his home and hearth.
  
  He knew that he by no means should have survived as a child, but he did, and he was damn well not going to let the world take him out quietly. For he grew strong, he grew hard and he became a true monster in his quest for survival. As he grew in strength like minded people rallied to him, the down trodden and angry, the men and women who just wanted to get back at the world or make their own life. Taros, Wyndia, it didn't matter what people they took from, all it mattered was that they took care of their own, when nobody would take care of them.
  
  Over time, they grew to be feared, hated, but never did they falter in their attempts to take what was never given.
  
  It was during a celebration that Horace drank perhaps a bit to much, felt a bit to brave that he attempted to raid the tower of a incredably feared mage at the behest of a joke from one of his mates. He, in his drunken stupor, stumbled up to the tower and busted his way in, the whole mess took mere minutes to come to an end, with him meeting the little woman whom he would spend the rest of his days with henceforth. they occasionally had their issues at first, and the warband was more than confused with their leader's sudden change of heart. But in the end, things began to slow down, rights began to be wronged, hearts soothed and mended and many a pineapple was... used.
  
  They spent many years together, fighting alongside one another, the brawn to his beautiful wife's brain, they were unstoppable. But even then they began to slow down further, once their first child came. Horace loves Rhae, beyond anything else in the world. A woman that even when he tried to rampage and pillage her home took him in and gave him a place to live, sleep and showed her wondrous generosity. He loved Rhae more than anything, his treasure, the greatest thing that could possibly happen to him.
  
  But the very moment he held that little girl in his big strong arms, he could do nothing but cry. His children, his wonderful, smiling little children, they mean more to him than the world it'self. He thought back to the years of hatred and neglect he felt, the many days of pain and suffering, and felt the need, the drive, to protect his children from ever experiencing such things. Never would they want, never would they go hungry, never would they feel the sadness, the bitter pain of loneliness. And with each child beyond Fawn, his feelings only grew stronger.
  
  Strong enough that he would toppled the very god's themselves if they dared to threaten them.
  
  In the end, he still engages in battle, to protect the tower, his family, and friends. With many of his merc buddies joining the resistance he figures they may as well put their lot in with them on occasion.. Though they don't stay out for to long of course. They, currently, have 6 beautiful children, who all have their father wrapped around their little fingers.
  
  
  

  Class

  
  
  Berzerker
  Axes Rank: A
  These swole ass fighters are some of the most dangerous and formidable axe wielders you can run into. They have tons of health, and in addition to the raw power that comes with wielding an axe, these guys land critical hits A LOT. Pair them up with a healer who can hold their own and they can sweep the battlefield. When fighting them, it’s best not to engage them directly and to attack them from afar instead. Their low defense makes them particularly susceptible to strong.
  
  

  Stats

  
  
  Health: 100/100
  ACC: 100 CRIT: 35 EVA: 45 LUCK: 15 ASS: 0 BLOK: 0
  Att: 20 Def: 9 Mag: 1 Res: 10 Mov: 6
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  
  Piggyback: Allowing Rhae to sit atop of his shoulders, this functions as pairing up or rescue but only functional towards Rhae. When atop of his shoulders he gains usage of her basic warding skill. And Rhae gains usage of intimidate while this skill is active.
  Destroyer: An active skill that allows a Barbarian to plunder a Village when standing on a village cell. Barbarian will receive 25000G, Whenever a Berserker plunders a village they’ll receive a +10% CRIT boost for the remainder of the battle
  Intimidate: An offensive die skill that has a 25% of inflicting the Fear Status effect on a target when attacking them. The attack does not have to land in order for Intimidate to be successful
  Last Stand: A passive skill that grants +10% CRIT when the Berserker’s health is at 50% or below. Once the Berserker is above 50% of their health, they will lose the +10% crit buff.
  Mug: An offensive die skill that has a 25% chance to randomly give the Barbarian 5000Gold when attacking an enemy.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  
  1. Lover's axe
  2. Elixer
  3. Crudely drawn family portait
  4. Guardian Charm.
  5.
  
  

  Relationships

  
  
  Name: Rhaella
  Rank: L
  
  Name: Fawn(age 11), Lionel/Leona(age 8), Mariposa(Mari for short) (Age 5) and Cat(herine)/Finch(Age 4).
  Rank: L
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  
  Second Chance: Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  
  Capture: Basic Skill. Allows the unit to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  
  Rescue: A Basic Skill that allows the unit to carry an infantry unit on their mount and protect them from further harm.
  
  

  
  
  

 

[hosaki]

BlueInPassing's Antagonists (WIP)

• Adeline
• Susumu

• 
  
  Adeline Iwasaki
  Commander X
  
  
  

  
  
  Race: Human
  Age: 21 (May 20th)
  Sex: Female
  Country of Origin: Taros
  Appearance:
  Standing at 5'6", Adeline is of average height but appears taller because she carries herself with the kind of good posture that is trained out of a child from a strict background. She dresses in traditional Oshan garb, but favors subtly patterned fabrics and is almost always clad in a loose training outfit that allows for easy movement. Occasionally one will find her in full priestess garb, but this has been increasingly rare as the war ravaging Satrella has ramped up in intensity, requiring her attention in more military-related matters. Her long hair is always tied up and out of the way, as befitting of her tastes for practicality over style. Some would describe Adeline to be a graceful beauty, but she gives off a hard-to-approach aura, especially with her perpetual gloomy expression. Though she uses minimal blush and powder product to give herself a healthier look, one may catch her on a bad day sporting bags under her eyes with a face of deathly pallor.
  
  Faction: Tarosian-Ifrinic Alliance
  Commander X of the Tarosian Military's 13 Apostles. The youngest of the thirteen commanders and the last to be appointed, Adeline has yet to prove herself on the battlefield -- though her loyalty to Taros is unquestionable. She largely serves to appease the southern region of the country through her position as one of Uriel's high priestesses, as the Oshan populace who still tend towards Sietic faith are uneasy from their lack of representation. Though the populace has long reconciled Ordinism with their ancestral religion, the war-time violence led by powerful figures of pure Ordinist faith against non-Ordinist outsiders has rekindled their consciousness of the differences between the two branches of belief. Adeline is also responsible for organizing branches of priests and priestesses for formal combat training from the shrines dotting the southern Tarosian landscape; not only do their prayers and rituals offer good moral support for fellow soldiers, they are also highly efficient at enhancing the power of their surrounding forces.
  
  Personality
  Duty lies at the core of her being. From a young age, the sacredness of her position as a servant to Uriel-Ord was impressed upon her; she sees the fulfillment of the promised paradise and of the emperor's word, the will of Uriel-Ord manifest, as her life's guiding purposes. Her role as a cog within a grand machine is both a blessing and a burden that must be met with the appropriate solemnity: outside of religious duty, she does nothing else but focus on training her mind and body so as to become a more perfect receptacle for Uriel-Ord's revelations. At times, personal desire and duty are at odds with one another, but as one who has long resolved to dedicate her life to religion, she has risen above petty temptations and holds no desire for companionship (platonic, romantic, or otherwise) or for the material world. She only consumes that which is required to fulfill her bodily needs, or at times, denies herself even of those should she see it fit in order to further her spiritual development.
  
  Her sect of Ordinism believes in a natural order where the strong protect and guide the weak, so strength of moral integrity is important for any high ranking priest. They must not be swayed from their purpose by the specious arguments of sinners, though forgiveness and rehabilitation of criminals and heretics is seen as the first method of spiritual guidance. However, if one should stray from the light in an unforgivable manner, it also the duty of the priest to personally remove the blight and take on the weight of the sinner's spiritual burdens. Adeline takes these teachings quite literally, and though the latter method of ritual cleansing is rarely performed more than once in a priest's lifetime, she has steeled her heart against forming emotional attachments that would hinder her duty. Though she would never admit it, her father's incident has sowed a seed of distrust in the feasibility of an immaculate soul, even in the most pious of Ordinists.
  
  However, Adeline is an idealist by nature. Ordinism attracts her because of her desire for a world eventually free of conflict and violence. Her belief and her intense desire to believe can be likened to that of a child's in that they are highly naive. Rather than seeing humanity and its actions for what they are, she wants to believe that a Tarosian-ruled world of Order will cause humans to naturally ascend to a state free from hubris and pain. She merely endures the current state of Satrella rather than investing herself fully into the forceful campaign being pushed by the Emperor; a cynic might even say that she refuses to see reality as it is.
  
  Backstory
  The sole child of the Iwasaki family, Adeline was raised to become the inheritor to the Iwasaki shrine and her father's position as head of their particular sect of Ordinist-Sietic religion. Much of her early youth was spent watching her father perform his sacred duties in preparation of following in his footsteps. That Iwasaki Isamu was able to touch people's lives by offering them comfort in their most difficult times left his daughter in awe; Adeline found her own aspirations aligning with the path readily laid out for her. Although Isamu was a strict taskmaster and a rather taciturn father, Adeline knew him to be equally kind and compassionate: for the faithful and unfaithful alike, he healed sick bodies and soothed ill minds. To that end, Adeline never found herself resenting her father for his lack of "fatherliness" and what loving attention she lacked, she obtained from her affectionate (if somewhat soft) mother.
  
  Gradually, Adeline came into her own. While she was no genius at the healing arts nor even the warding arts, she showed an exceptional clarity of mind and focus even in the face of the most dire of situations -- a trait that aided her well when she was sent to volunteer briefly for the army as a medic and spiritual healer. Her archery training only further complemented and honed this cool and unyielding nature of hers. Whether or not this was a good thing or not, one may never know -- for if she had not been so unyielding, would the Iwasaki tragedy have turned out any differently?
  
  When Emperor Steele declared his Thirteen Apostles to the world, Iwasaki Isamu numbered among their ranks for his lifelong dedication to the well-being of Tarosian citizens, as well as his renowned skills in magical healing and protective warding. In the second year of the Satrellian War, he was sent to the forefront of the war in Wynda in order to aid in Taros' aggressive sweep into the country. The carnage he saw there may have changed him forever.
  
  As the third year of the war wound to a close, the Emperor's men barged onto shrine grounds with a warrant for Isamu's arrest, charging him with collusion and subversive activity against the government. His trial went quickly, with no dispute from the man himself as a endless docket of evidence proving his guilt was used against him. To make an example for all those who even considered treachery, he was to be executed the next day. This incident threatened to stain the reputation of the Thirteen Apostles, for Isamu had been chosen by the Hand of Ord-- how could he be traitorous? The Iwasaki family's reputation, too, lay in tatters.
  
  Amidst this firestorm, Adeline rose to reclaim the Iwasaki name. Invoking the long-standing traditions of priesthood within their sect, she requested to put Isamu to death herself in order to shoulder the weight of his sins. On a snowy day in the yard of the Iwasaki shrine, an unconscious Isamu bled out as his daughter watched, her hands stained by the ritual knife that had carried out his untimely end. The young woman was glorified for her actions and given the decorated title her father had possessed, though this was more out of a desire to sweep past events beneath the rug rather than any real admiration for the deed she had done. Now, everybody either whispered about Adeline's strength or her heartlessness, and nobody outside of the family circle questioned the how or why of Isamu's actions.
  
  Adeline's mother, distraught and all too overwhelmed by the circumstances of her husband's passing and her own daughter's seeming coolness in the face of it all, took her own life immediately after Adeline was inducted into the Apostles. At the age of twenty, Adeline stood where none her age had stood before, yet she was parentless by her own hand. Had it been worth it?
  
  
  

  Class

  
  High Priestess
  Bows: Rank A, Staves: Rank B
  Attributes: NONE
  A good support for any team, Adeline's wide range of skills can easily turn the tide of battle. Aside from her utility and ability to heal, her high luck and evasion serve to protect her from more damaging attacks that might take a toll on her low health and defense. She has high magic and high accuracy, which, combined with her ability to wield a bow, makes her a decent attacker when equipped with a hybrid weapon.
  
  

  Stats

  
  Health: 55/55
  ACC(+1): 120 CRIT: 10 EVA(+3): 60 LUCK: 40 ASS: 0 BLOK: 0
  Att: 0 Def: 0 Mag: 0 Res: 0 Mov: 5
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  Mind over Matter*: Non-incapacitating status effects (i.e. everything outside of Sleep and Paralysis/Petrify) last one turn less for Adeline.
  
  Idol Placement: A set of Active Skills that Allows the Shrine Keeper to place an idol. Idols placed by the shrine master are composed of 9 cells arranged in a 3x3 square. The center cell can be placed adjacently by the Shrine Keeper in a cell specified in the battle Summary. Idols can be broken by anyone standing adjacent to them. Up to two idols can be active at one time by the Keeper.
  
  Healing Idol: Heals all allied units within the affected area by 40 Health every turn.
  
  Speak No Evil: Silences all magic users within the affected area, but wears off outside of it. Magical attacks cannot land on units standing within the affected area either.
  
  Victory Idol: Doubles the chances of all die skills for allies and halves the chances of all die skills for enemies.
  
  Reverse Idol: Causes all enemy units within the affected area to switch their Magic values and Attack values, and their Defense values and their Resistance values.
  
  Tranquility Idol: All units standing within the affected area are prevented from attacking each other.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  1. Bow of Uriel (Air, Hybrid-Light): A Rank
  2. Recover: B Rank, fully heals an ally
  3. Bulwark: B Rank, increases target's DEF and RES by +4 for one turn
  4.
  5.
  
  

  Relationships

  
  Name: Rank
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  Second Chance: Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  
  Capture: Basic Skill. Allows the unit to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  
  

  
  
  
• 
  
  Susumu Chiba
  Blind Swordsman
  
  

  

  
  ​
  Race: Human
  Age: 26 (October 8th)
  Sex: Male
  Country of Origin: Taros
  Appearance:
  A sullen looking man standing at a height of 6' 0". He keeps most of his hair free-flowing because he can't be bothered to style it. Oh, what's that cloth around his eyes for you ask? Susumu's blind, which is the first thing people usually notice about him because being a blind swordsman is pretty damn noteworthy. He advises against anybody peeking underneath the cloth though, because the area is marred by a network of unsightly scars and ragged flesh. Other than that, he has a well-formed facial structure and can be considered -- dare I say it -- handsome, in a rugged and unkempt way. He forgoes shaving for several days in a row because he nicks himself often, which results in a perpetual dusting of stubble over his jawline. Nowadays, he is almost always in full armor and ready to do battle.
  
  Faction: Tarosian-Ifrinic Alliance
  A samurai serving the Iwasaki family, formerly the late Iwasaki head's personal retainer. However, ever since the man's passing, Susumu has (in practice) been without a master. Though he is still employed under Adeline and receives the standard room, board, and wage, she tells him to do as he wishes and refuses to give him any orders. Thus, he has been aiding the Tarosian forces on the battlefield; fighting and bloodshed in the service of another is all he has known, and he has merely transferred his dedication from master to country.
  
  Personality:
  
  Backstory:
  
  
  

  Class

  
  Samurai ⟶ Oathbreaker
  Sword: Rank C, Lance: Rank D
  Attributes: NONE
  Susumu is average in almost all aspects of attack and defense. However, his class skill makes him a helpful support partner to those he swears fealty to, with increased BLOK and ASS. With his personal skill, he can become a nuisance to units with low mobility or serve as a good vanguard to break through defense lines. In addition to this, he has greater weapon versatility than most attack units, which lessens his vulnerability to weapon triangle disadvantages.
  
  

  Stats

  
  Health(+1): 60/60
  ACC: 100 CRIT(+2): 20 EVA: 40 LUCK: 5 ASS: 15 BLOK: 15
  Att: 10 Def(+2): 12 Mag: 1 Res(+2): 10 Mov: 5
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  Bloodthirsty*: Upon landing a hit on an opponent, Susumu will gain +5% CRIT against them for his next attack. Can stack, but will reset if he misses, if the attack is blocked, if the target disengages from combat with him.
  
  Oath: An active skill that allows the Samurai to swear their life to another unit and gain +20% ASS and BLOK when fighting alongside them in addition to whatever support bonuses they have together. Oath can only be used once per battle.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  1. Killing Edge (Critical): C Rank
  2. Lancereaver (Buster): C Rank
  3. Heavy Lance (Armor): D Rank
  4.
  5.
  
  

  Relationships

  
  Name: Rank
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  Second Chance: Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  
  Capture: Basic Skill. Allows the unit to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  
  

  
  

 

[InsaneAsylum]

Insane’s
Asylum

• Audrey
• Anastasia
• Not so holy holy knight

• 
  
  Name: Audrey Zoé
  
  
  Appearance:
  
  Audrey stands at an impressive 6’4, and has the fairest and smoothest skin of Northeastern Wynda. Being an elf, she has long and pointy ears peeking out from beneath light powder blue hair. She’s a beautiful woman, yet she never smiles.
  
  Race: Elf
  
  Age: 57
  
  Birthdate: January 1st
  
  Sex: Female
  
  Country of Origin: Wynda
  
  Faction: Unaffiliated. Audrey is the leader of a large group of bandits at the base of Mt. Haljorn. She won her position through strength, and maintains it through strength. They’re known as the Haljorn Bandits, and are the fiercest bandits in Wynda. Their influence has been contained to Northeastern Wynda, but no Duke or Duchess ever made a real attempt to defeat Audrey and her bandits. Now the Haljorn bandits look to increase their power as the war with the Rising Sun escalates.
  
  Personality: Audrey is the goal oriented natural born leader that everyone loves to hate. She never second guesses herself, making decisions without a second thought. At times her choices lead to trouble and hardship, but each time, she managed to pull herself and others out of danger. Audrey’s allies are always respectful around her, never wanting to get on her bad side. She’s full of passion and contained energy, but she prefers to avoid to great a challenge if failure meant losing the greater goal she has sworn to uphold. She is an inspriring leader, and is an excellent public speaker. Quick to point out a flaw, Audrey is extremely perceptive, noticing slight changes in body language, facial expression, and speech. She uses this skill to read people’s emotions that otherwise wouldn’t be obvious, and occasionally connect with them through that emotion. When the going gets tough, Audrey gets going, by whatever means necessary.
  
  Backstory: Audrey never knew her father. The only people she knew during her childhood were her mother, and all the other manaketes atop Mt. Haljorn. Everyone was friendly to her, and she would spend every day playing on the snow or gazing down the mountain to the world below. She wasn’t allowed to leave, but Audrey didn’t mind much. Playing with her Manakete friends was fun, especially when they were in dragon form. She found it unfortunate that she couldn’t turn into a dragon like they could, but otherwise, Audrey thought herself to be another Manakete.
  
  As Audrey grew older, she found herself growing taller than most of the others. It didn’t help that she was tall for her age either. She came to realize she wasn’t the same as everyone she had grown up with, and when she asked her mother about it, she received the truth. Her mother told her the story of how she traveled down Mt. Haljorn, to visit the region’s Duke. During said meeting, flirtatious signals and words were exchanged, and the two had spent the night together. Audrey had no idea what a Duke was, but understood that she was only half Manakete. Although the révélation came as an initial shock, she quickly disregarded it, and returned to her normal life of wrestling like a dragon and eating like one too.
  
  On Audrey’s 21st birthday, a small band of strangers arrived atop Mt. Haljorn, looking to seeing a rumor were true. When they were greeted by the Manaketes, the strangers attacked. The battle didn’t last long, as the wrath of multiple ice dragons killed the men quickly, they had managed to mortally wound Audrey’s mother. It was revealed that the men were dragon hunters, and they sought to make a profit off the peaceful tribe atop the mountain. For the first time, Audrey saw a human. She decided that human must be greedy and evil creatures, and that her family would need protection against said humans. In order to preserve Mt. Haljorn’s peace, Audrey traveled down the mountain, alone, until she reached the base of the mountain. There, she was met by a small group of bandits. They of course, tried to rob her, but humans are a lot easier to wrestle than dragons. Audrey kicked their asses, and made them swear their lives to her in return for their lives. This was the beginning of the Haljorn bandits.
  
  Audrey began her reign by systematically conquering the all the bandit gangs across the northeastern part of the country. This not only took out the competition, but it made the region safer for a time, and the Haljorn bandits weren’t seen as a real problem by the majority of the public. And so, the Haljorn bandits never received much opposition by the Duke, until one unfortunate day. It started with a misunderstanding, no more than a month before the Tarosians first crossed the border. The Haljorn bandits were experiencing some infighting while they collecting their monthly ‘taxes’ from one of the region’s villages. A local patrol saw this as the bandits pillaging the village, and called for backup before engaging the bandits. Audrey swiftly dealt with the traitors within her ranks, and dispatched of the patrol of soldiers before backup can arrived, escaping with minor casualties. Now, tension has risen between the Haljorn bandits and the Duke, but with the Tarosian invasion underway, the bandits are far from top priority. Audrey is now doing everything she can to collect rescources and materials in order to fortify Mt. Haljorn in the likely event that Wynda is taken over by Taros. Audrey knows that she won’t be able to remain neutral forever, but until she’s forced to make a decision, she’ll take down anyone that tries to stop her.
  
  
  

  Class

  
  
  Master of Arms
  Axe Rank: A || Lance Rank: B || Sword Rank: C
  Attributes: ELVEN
  This woman is terrifying. She’s a Master of Arms, so she’s going to kick ass physically. That means you should hit her with magic right? Well unfortunately for you she’s an elf, so your magic won’t hit her as hard as it would to others. It may be your only option however. Either smack her to death with magic, or get some archers to put some holes in her. She’ll put holes in defenses like they’re butter, and never fights alone. Word of advice, hit her with some cri-... oh wait, she’s got an iron rune. Inflict her with some status effects that maker her easier to hit, and you’ll have a better chance of taking her down.
  
  

  Stats

  
  
  Health: 70/70
  ACC: 100 CRIT(^): 30 EVA: 50 LUCK: 5 ASS: 15 BLOK: 25
  Att: 15 Def: 10 Mag: 1 Res: 14 Mov: 6
  
  Breakdown: CRIT +20%, Att +5, Res +5
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  
  Ice Dragon’s Blessing*: 33% chance to inflict enemies with frostbite when attacked. Also makes Audrey immune to frostbite.
  
  Oath: An active skill that allows the Samurai to swear their life to another unit and gain +20% ASS and BLOK when fighting alongside them in addition to whatever support bonuses they have together. Oath can only be used once per battle.
  
  Ro Sham Bo: A passive defensive skill. Masters will automatically switch to the dominant weapon in their inventory when being attacked by an opponent wielding a Sword, Lance, or Axe. Granted, a dominant weapon MUST be in their inventory. So basically, when attacking a Master of Arms, check their inventory, see if they have a dominant weapon, switch their equipped weapon to the dominant weapon if their equipped weapon isn’t already dominant.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  
  1. Brave Axe (Brave)
  2. Spear (Ranged)
  3. Killing Edge (Critical)
  4. Iron Rune
  5. Paralysis Toxin
  
  

  Relationships

  
  
  Name: Rank
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  
  Second Chance: Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  
  Capture: Basic Skill. Allows the unit to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  
  

  
  
  
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  Name: Anastasia
  
  Appearance:
  
  
  Race: Elf
  
  Age: 28
  
  Sex: Female
  
  Country of Origin: Taros
  
  Faction: The Rising Sun. Anastasia is Commander _ of the Rising Sun. She uses her powerful position in the Tarosian Military to do less of what the Emperor wants, and more of what Anastasia wants. However, Anastasia has exceeded the Emeror’s expectations on many occasions, and he turns a blind eye to her ‘extracurricular activities’, of exterminating cults, bandits, and any other unfortunate group that she hasn’t been ordered not to kill. Anastasia is probably the least liked of all the Apostles.
  
  Personality: Anastasia is an evil bitch. She treats her soldiers like garbage, often reminding them of their dispensibility. Her soldiers fight with fear, knowing that their commander will kill them for being too weak. Retreat is never an option. You’ll never see her fighting side by side with a common soldier. Anastasia is slightly nicer to her legates. She’ll remind them they’re dispensable, but will fight with them. When not in battle, her legates are the few she will converse with, and get to know. Of course, even when simply talking to someone, Anastasia instinctively puts people down. She’s a sarcasm master, and makes no effort to hide her disdain. No matter what, she’s constantly looking down on someone.
  
  Jealousy will get you killed. But in Anastasia’s case, she’s the jealous one, and she’s going to kill you. Having had a horribly difficult and scarring childhood, she sees her success as the result of unyielding resolve and hard work. Others of her level, who were raised is safe rich families, or were given easy access to their position, Anastasia hates. She isn’t afraid to admit she’s jealous of them, and considers herself superior to them all because of her struggles. She dislikes most of her fellow Apostles, except for Octavia. Anastasia hates her. Because of many experiences in her past, Anastasia absolutely detests any snd all forms of cults. She sees them as a plague, and seeks to purge such groups from the continent. On a rare occasion, she’ll be seen clutching her head in pain. She has yet to tell anyone what the issue is.
  
  Backstory: Anastasia’s father was apart of a cult in southern Taros. Her mother was an Ebony Dragon. Both separated themselves from society. Anastasia’s mother was easily captivated by the cultist’s charms, and they had a child together. After Anastasia’s birth, her father killed her mother after telling the poor woman that the only reason he had a child with her was for his dark deity.
  
  Anastasia remembers every detail of her childhood. She’d rather forget it all. She was a sickly child, always sick with some ailment, or starving. She lived with her father with a cult in southern Taros. She was always told that she was being ripened for purpose. What that purpose was, she had no idea. Anastasia considered running away, and trying to find people who weren’t insane. But she knew better, for she knew what the cult did to traitors. It was horrific. So instead of fleeing, Anastasia stayed and trained in dark magic. She wasn’t great at it, and couldn’t read well, but she persisted. By the time of the her time enthusiast birthday, she had developed a basic understanding of dark magic, and could probably cast a spell or two if given the opportunity.
  
  One night, Anastasia dreamt that she was trapped in a pool of tar. She tried to crawl out, but thorny vines emerged from the tar to pull her back in. As she struggled, a voice spoke to her, promising power in exchange for obedience. Without a second thought Anastasia accepted, and awoke from her dream. When she opened her eyes, everything was covered in thick thorny vines. She wandered the cult’s hideout, seeing their corpses crushed and squeezed to death by the vines. Every single member of the cult had been killed by the vines. Her father was no exception. Anastasia gathered what remaining supplies she could carry, and left, scared, depressed, and very confused.
  
  After a day or two of travel through the Tarosian elements, Anastasia arrived at a large shrine. The shrine keepers there took her in, giving her food, fresh clothing, and a place to stay. Anastasia was grateful for their kindness, and promised to help out around the shrine as best she could. It wasn’t long before she was accepted into the shrinekeeper’s ranks. One of the priestesses at the shrine even helped her practice and improve her dark magic. For the first time in her life, Anastasia was truly happy, despite odd visions she got every now and then. Unfortunately, this happiness only lasted two years. One night, Anastasia awoke to the sounds of screaming, and a scorching heat. She rushed out of her room, finding the shrine ablaze, and bandits killing the shrinekeepers. One of them, who was obviously the leader, yelled for the shrine’s treasure to be handed over in exchange for everyone in the shrine’s lives.
  
  Anasatasia sprung into action, leading the shrinekeepers and priestesses to victory with her powerful dark magic. When word eventually reached the emperor of the incident, he decided to invite this mysterous girl with impressive dark magic to become a legate to one of his commanders. Anastasia accepted, despite not wsnting to leave the shrine she had called home for the last two years. This opprotunity was too great to pass up.
  
  The night before Anastasia left for the capital city, she had another vision. This one was far more clear than all the rest. A dark figure spoke to her. It told her that she would be a wonderful addition to his ranks, and how well she had done so far. He then gave Anastasia an objective to accomplish for him, but Anastasia spoke up. She rejected the dark figure, and vowed to destroy whatever pathetic fools would ever follow him. The dark figure laughed, and the vision ended. That was the day Anastasia began her conquest against all cults in Taros. Of course, she couldn’t pursue this vow very much as a legate, so she bided her time, working hard and doing everything she could for her commander and the emperor until she was finally appointed as a Commander as well.
  
  That’s when the real fun began!
  
  
  

  Class

  
  
  Dark Priestess
  Dark Rank: A Staves Rank: B
  Attributes: ELVEN
  Anastasia is going to screw up just about any strategy you put in place. She’ll turn her enemies against each other with Berserk, and once her enemy is weakened from all the chaos, she’ll start hammering away with super long range dark magic. No one is safe when you’re fighting Anastasia. If you want to defeat her, get in close with your biggest mage tanks. She can’t take a physical hit to save her life, so she’ll be easy to kill. Of course, this bitch will be hiding behind some big tanks of her own to let her cause more trouble while she fights. She can strengthen the defenses of her allies, and heal them as well. The key to beating this girl is striking fast and hard, because she has a lot of ASS, and she isn’t afraid to use it.
  
  

  Stats

  
  
  Health: 50/50
  ACC: 100 CRIT: 10 EVA: 50 LUCK: 25 ASS(^): 30 BLOK: 0
  Att: 1 Def: 3 Mag: 16 Res: 20 Mov: 6
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  
  Queen of Thorns*: Thorny vines spread out on the ground around Anastasia, and all enemies within two spaces suffer -15% EVA and take 5 nonlethal damage at the end of each turn.
  
  Hex: A passive skill that gives the Dark Priest/Priestess a 100% of cursing an opponent with a status effect when using an offensive staff.
  
  Vigilance: A passive skill. The Priest/Cleric will automatically perform an assist and heal allies they’re partnered up with who are at or below 50% of their HP so long as they are equipped with a healing staff.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  
  1. Eclipse (Super Long Range)
  2. Bulwark (Ranged)
  3. Berserk (Super Long Range)
  4. Recover
  5. Precision Charm (+20 ACC)
  
  

  Relationships

  
  
  Name: Rank
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  
  Second Chance: Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  
  Capture: Basic Skill. Allows the unit to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  
  

  
  
  
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  Name: Ark Taegan
  
  Race: Human
  
  Appearance:
  
  Age: 25
  
  Sex: Male
  
  Country of Origin: Taros
  
  Faction: The Rising Sun
  
  Personality
  
  Backstory
  
  
  

  Stats

  
  
  Health: 40/40
  ACC: 100 CRIT: 10 EVA: 55 LUCK: 30 ASS: 0 BLOK: 0
  Att: 5 Def: 6 Mag: 10 Res: 14 Mov: 0
  
  

  Skill Loadout

  
  
  Custom Skill*:
  
  Immediate Care: A passive skill. Units rescued by Troubadours are healed automatically if they’re injured.
  
  

  Inventory

  
  
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  Relationships

  
  
  Name: Rank
  
  

  Skill Bank

  
  
  Second Chance: Basic Skill. The first time their HP reaches 0, they will merely flee the fight, and they may return for the next chapter. Can only be used once until it’s refilled.
  
  Capture: Basic Skill. Allows the unit to capture opponents in place of killing them. Requires Ropes or Chains.
  
  Rescue: A Basic Skill that allows the unit to carry an infantry unit on their mount and protect them from further harm.